I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart
Candyfloss, I lie to myself
I'm the boy that eats his heart out
I know I should be more careful
I know I should watch where I've been
Candyfloss and she's a safecracker
She kissed me first and then broke in
We slip and slide on the stay-together landmine
I make my mind up to never be myself
And every time I make a rhyme
I live my life for someone else
Oh-whoa-whoa
Oh-whoa-whoa
Oh-whoa-whoa
She's in the kitchen with bitter diamond drunks
(She's in the way)
I'm on the sofa hoping she leaves that punk cause
(I'm in the way)
I'm the boy with the poetry power
I'm the boy, smells like flowers
Every time I make a rhyme
I live my life like I wasn't invited
Oh-whoa-whoa
She's in the way
I'm in the way
I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart
Candyfloss, she kissed me first
And I'm the boy, don't get me started
I know I should be more careful
I know I should watch where I've been
Candyfloss, she's a safecracker
She kissed me first, then broke in
Oh-whoa-whoa
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Monday, November 24, 2008 @ 10:01 PM
currently listening to: -
mood: yellow.
don't ask me why. yellow just seems nice today. just here to rant on about something bad that happened.
MAYBE you think it's not. SIGH.
okays, since its a loooooooonnnnnnnnnnnng story, i guess i'll dish out advice instead of my downfall.
FLASHING RED:
Never give your gaming account and password to anybody who you think you can trust.
That person is either lying or foolishly dumb enough not to hack your account.
exceptions are of course, those-who-rly-know-you.
AHHHS. guess, i just feel like killing myself.
me,
and my stupidity.
Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the candy empire.
Hello. My name is liying, without any spacing in between.
I'm obviously a girl, if it isn't obvious enough.
I also have this super, uber, long name which says
Any one will do, its your choice.
My awesomeness can't be contained in such a teeny-weeny box because i'm sensational.
Yes, I'm loved, bayy-beh. I blog about everything under the sun and anything that's the past, present and the future. My profile page is non-existent, because its not long enough.