SONG(first basis)

I've told you i love you
I've told you i miss you

I told you that i cant live - without you in- my life
Ive said everything that could possibly mean- anything-to anyone-at alllllllll
Ive got nothing left now to say
...but i can say it- again

Ive told you i love you
You don't seem to care
Ive told you i miss you
you say that life just isn't fair

I told you that i cant live
without you in my life
you say i should just give
give up on this fight

ive said everything
that could possibly mean
anything to anyone at all

with you i seem to do nothing but fall
and now ive got nothing left to say
theres no new words in my brain
but i can say them again.

Endless talks spent on the phone
long nights that we just talked
to you their burried like a dogs bone



The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And I'm tangled up in you
Yeah

I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again

stupid

That awkward moment where you walk through a doorway and hold the door for a girl passing by... only to remember you were walking into the men's room.

dont forget these quotes

“My father once told me that there were two kinds of people: those who do the work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was much less competition. ”


The kind of humour I like is that which makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes. William Davis

“If you laugh - you change; and when you change - the world changes.”

Shilpa Shah -

The Good Die Young

The good die young... i dont think thats right, i think the lucky die young, i think if you live to look at yourself and see anything else but youth, thats where people fall off. When i wake up i dont see luck or youth tho, i see wisdom, i see a man who knows what to do in most situations because ive been there before... and that is fine with me.

Beginning another stupid rhyme

Lemme tell you about that day… I heard a bang that lit the lights across my eyes, as a pain rushed through my veins making me feel like I was about to die, as I fell to the floor begging “no more”, but that call went ananswered as the lead began to pour.

The casings hittin the pavement rang out like rain, bullets shed for some little thugs 10 mins of fame.

And as this bullet moves further and further down my spine, these words just keep coming to mind mine, this cussing and fussing ive done and said about the punks that stranded me on this hospital bed.