joi, 18 noiembrie 2010

The Nicest Thing - Kate Nash

Kate Nash - Nicest Thing

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All I know is that you're so nice,
You're the nicest thing I've seen.
I wish that we could give it a go,
See if we could be something.

I wish I was your favourite girl,
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world.
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile,
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style.

I wish you couldn't figure me out,
But you always wanna know what I was about.
I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset,
I wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met.

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot that you loved secretly,
'Cos it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see.
Basically, I wish that you loved me,
I wish that you needed me,
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three.

I wish that without me your heart would break,
Yeah, I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake.
I wish that without me you couldn't eat,
Yeah, I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.

Look,
All I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish we could see if we could be something
Yeah, I wish we could see if we could be something...


To you, to all of you.

sâmbătă, 13 noiembrie 2010

today I

skipped work;
stayed in bed late;
woke up in a symphony of pick hammers;
vacuumed my room;
washed the windows;
did the dishes;
did my laundry;
played a little;
danced a little;
made a little temperature;
and it's still so much to do.

here's a song just for your smile :)
Antsy Pants - Tree Hugger

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luni, 8 noiembrie 2010

love is like perfume.

sometimes it doesn't last. but there are times it can linger on your skin until it becomes a part of you.








photo source: weheartit.com & deviantart.com
[multe le aveam salvate, nu stiu de pe unde, nu stiu de cand]

sâmbătă, 6 noiembrie 2010

short story of the things that made us happy

share your secrets, share your sweatshirts, your kisses, your laughter.
take pictures of me, pull me to you, fight with me when I say I love you more, kiss me so unexpectedly my breath is trembling.
I'd tell you you're beautiful, I'd tell you how I feel, I'd tell you you're my everything and I'd mean it.
kiss me in front of them, take me anywhere, text messege me in the morning, tell me to have a good day, call me and tell me you miss me.
I'd kiss you lightly, I'd kiss you on both cheeks, I'd look deep into your eyes and I'd tell you I love you, I'd hold your hand in public...
so kiss me in the rain, move the hair from my face and kiss me passionately, kiss me until I cannot feel my lungs, until I'm able to forget I wish we'd never met.

these memories are scars. scars heel. marks remain deep in your very self.
hope you find your peace somehow.


Lene Marlin - Story

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