How can I decide what's right?
When you're clouding up my mind
Can't win your losing fight all the time
Not gonna ever own what's mine
When you're always taking sides
You wont take away my pride
No not this time
Not this time
How did we get here?
I use to know you so well
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know
The truth is hiding in your eyes
And its hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood,
But you think that I can't see
What kind of man that you are
If you're a man at all
Well, I will figure this one out on my own
(I'm screaming "I love you so..." But my thoughts you can't decode)
How did we get here?
I use to know you so well
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know
Do you see what we've done?
We're gonna make such fools of ourselves
Do you see what we've done?
We're gonna make such fools of ourselves
How did we get here?
I use to know you so well
How did we get here?
Well, I use to know you so well
I think I know
I think I know
There is something that I see in you
It might kill me I want it to be true
Monday, June 15, 2009
Decode - Paramore
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Angel - Dru Hill
Been searching this song for what seemed like eternity to me. Glad I found it.
Girl, it's been so long
Since I held you in my arms
So I picked up pen and paper
And decided to write you a song
Things just ain't the same
Since you took your love away
All I have is dark and lonely days
Cuz the sun don't shine my way
Wish that I can find the words
To say to show you love is real
The words just can't express the way I feel
[1] - You're my angel
My sun up in the sky
We've been through hell and back together
Why you wanna leave me now
Only you can ease the pain I feel
And wipe my tears away
Won't you fly back home and make me whole again
Baby not a day goes by
That I don't want to cry
When I think of what we had
And how you walked out of my life
All I had was yours to take
Till my heart you chose to break
Still wish that I can make love to you
Just one more time for old times sake
If only I could find the words
To say to show you love is real
The words just can't express the way I feel
[Repeat 1]
Come back home
Come back home
Cuz without you here beside me, girl
My house is not a home
Only you can ease the pain I feel
And wipe my tears away
Won't you fly back home
And make me whole again
Cuz you're my angel
My sun up in the sky
We'be been through hell and back together
Why you wanna leave me now
Only you can ease this pain I feel
And wipe my tears away
Won't you fly back home and make me whole again
You're my angel
My sun up in the sky
We've been through hell and back together
Why you wanna leave me now
Only you can ease the pain I feel
And wipe my tears away
You've been gone too long
So won't you come back home
Friday, May 15, 2009
i woulda settled fer dark phoenix..LOL
Your results:
You are Riddler
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Tuesday, May 12, 2009
NATM's Priscilla's waggish lines♥
Jaime Pressly
is one hot, hilarious chick! <3♥
PRE-BREAK-UP
JAKE WYLER: PrisciIIa, there you are.
PRISCILLA: Jake, I need some T-to-the-fourth-power-Y.
JAKE WYLER: What?
PRISCILLA: Some time to talk to you.
God.
[RED-HEAD GIRL]: It made sense to me, PrisciIIa.
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AUDITION
PRISCILLA: Friday's championship game is against
North Compton, and that squad always tries
to bring it.
[ASIAN GIRL]: Bring what, Priscilla?
PRISCILLA: Bring it.
[ASIAN GIRL]: Right, but what is " it"?
PRISCILLA: It's just what they bring, okay?
[RED-HEAD GIRL]: New girl.
SANDY SUE: HI! I'm Sandy Sue,and I just want to say
that it is simply swell to meet all of you.
PRISCILLA: Peachy! You brought a routine?
SANDY SUE: Oh, you betcha!
Give me an H.
Give me a U.
Give me a giant pussy-Iicking,
ass-fucker cock shit!
I'm sorry.
That was my Tourette's.
[RED-HEAD GIRL]: I don't know about her.
PRISCILLA: Let's get it straight.
This isn't a cheerocracy.
I am the cheertator.
I make the cheercisions 'round here,
and I will deal with the cheeronsequences.
Now, if there are no more cheeruptions,
we can cheertinue.
Thank you.
SANDY SUE: Grandpa stuck a finger in my ass!
Cum face!
PRISCILLA: She'll cheer do.
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ROUTINE
WILDCATS CHEERLEADER: Don't think you're
fooling us 'coz we saw you at our practice and
I know you stole our routine.
PRISCILLA: I don't know what you're talking about,
'coz we've always done our own cheers. Right, girIs?
WASPS GIRLS: That's right.
WILDCATS CHEERLEADER: WeII then,
you better bring it!
PRISCILLA: Oh, it's aIready been broughten!
WASPS GIRL: Nice comeback, PrisciIIa! Yeah!
JOHN HUGHES WASPS: We are the
North Compton Wildcats
We're black, we know it
We shake our big black booty and show it
We ain't white
We ain't white
We definitely ain't white
Break it down, nigga
LMAO! XD
Something fer the CEREBRAL TENTACLES to MASTICATE...
ON FINDING TRUE FRIENDS:
Friends are comparable to fruits. You can never say it tastes awful unless you've tasted it. And, of course, you can never get to eat it without peeling it first.
ON FLIRTING TECHNIQUES:
Eye contact is a pretty potent and obvious flirting tool--even way much more powerful than body language.
ON BEING AMBITIOUS:
If you're going to dream, dream big.
ON SUBSCRIBING TO DAILY HOROSCOPES:
Horoscopes can't be chauffeurs; think of them as road signs or trusty maps--or a weather forecast.
ON DEALING WITH DESTINY:
If your life were a car, it could be an Audi Coupe. However, no matter how expensive it is, it would still roll on rough roads and under nasty weather. Which ever way you put it, YOU are the driver, and your decisions give justice to what might happen in the next few minutes.
