Ignore the post title, I just had nothing to put up there.
I think I'm turning fully nocturnal. I slept at 4am and woke up at 2 this morning (afternoon) when my siser blasted my mp3 in my ears and flnig off my blanket.
Let me tell you, that is no nice way to wake up. Have a pillow slammed over your head, sure. Water up your nose, whatever. But having your mp3 blasted right next to your ear and have your blanket tugged out from beneath you (so that you roll over onto your face)? Yeah, not so nice.
Went to look at my new house a few hours ago. While everyone was talking to the contractor I developed a good relationship between my fingertips and every single light switch in the house. I was bored, ok?
I turned on every single light in the hous, then after pleasing myself with the bright rooms, I went back and turned them all off. It was amusing while it lasted.
You're a song Written by the hands of god Don't get me wrong cause This might sound to you a bit odd But you own the place Where all my thoughts go hiding And right under your clothes Is where I find them
Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey Because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry When the friends are gone When the party's over We will still belong to each other
Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey
I love you more than all that's on the planet Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing You know it's true Oh baby it's so funny You almost don't believe it As every voice is hanging from the silence Lamps are hanging from the ceiling Like a lady tied to her manners I'm tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey
