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| cool shirts, wankers, urban, mercury, ballet, personal essays, gay, picture, great, bangs, beatmaster v, blink, bc rss, grow america, stupid, language, free weblogs, contemporary singer/songwriter, sound bytes, goldielookin chain, criticism, toronto, | It made sense. These are things I don't forget. But fuck, did you have to French kiss the first guy you dated right in front of me? (Repeat Bridge and Chorus) Second Chorus: BAY-ba AHM GONna KEE-EEP-onnn LUVin YEWWW, CUZits THEE OWNLa insulting jokes THING ah WONNa DEWWWW, AH DOE WONNa SLEEP, AH JUS WONNa KEEP-on LUVin YEWWWWWW. Interpretation: So, in summary, insulting jokes to repeat, in order to make very clear, a few points: First, I meant every word I said. I'm going to keep on loving you, Charlotte, for the rest of my life. insulting jokes Second, I'm now officially old and alone, with nothing but these strands of memories hanging in the air, unable to connect to the torn strands from which they originally belonged; but, like the fading notes of a guitar solo, trailing a bit too long because the bushy-haired guitarist is more self-centered and immature than he realizes (and not quite as talented as he thinks), I'm lingering. |
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| I told you I wrote it while taking notes in 4th, but it took me three days to pen that thing. One night on your couch, after I tried (and failed) to French kiss you (failed, because you said you were afraid you'd get "carried away" if you did it, and I didn't even know what it meant to get carried away, not really, but it just made me want beatmaster v to kiss you more), we made beatmaster v a pact that nothing would come between us: At the heart beatmaster v of our relationship, the steel of our connection was the fact that we were best friends (the first time I had actually been best friends with a girl, something I tried only once more, and that ended on some progressive dance floor, with a Nirvana B-side playing). And we both mutually agreed that somewhere down the road, we'd date other people, and we'd still be friends, and we'd meetup again when we were in our 20s or 30s and we would see if we still had the intangible something we felt on that couch. |
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