yeah ... yeah ... she love it over here.

pardon the grammar ...

but i swear ... sometimes i be missing you something serious.

but fuck all of that though. right? right.

seriously, i think that i'm going to be an ill ass guitar player. on some b.b. king shit. some john mayer when he's just jamming type of shit. if only i could sing though. lmao, that's what im missing!

she wanted me to send her some john mayer ... so i got in my iTunes and started listening. dude went ill on this song. just crazy on the lyrics. they were simple ... but crazy how he sung them. then on the guitar ... :whew:

I'm putting you baby
I'm putting you out of my mind
mind, mind mind,
I'm putting you, baby
I'll put you right out of my mind
So tired of running after you girl
And being one and one half steps behind

i should like ... go m.i.a. for a good minute.
i don't even understand anymore. any of it.

at one point of my mind ... i think i should have protested a little bit. tried to reason. something, to make what was said ... less ... injurious. [sighs]. wtf. i haven't used that word in like, a year. lol, i remember when i learned it. kinda sounded like furious, so that helped me remember it.

but yeah, this song is KIND OF describing me right now. Except I don’t love this girl. And from this point on, I don’t know if I’ll ever use her name in my blog again. Actually, I don't ever use it. She’s disappointing me and I don’t really care whether or not she reads this. You disappoint me. You tell me you can be there…but then your actions prove otherwise. Yet…there’s still something in you that’s great I believe. Something I want to hold and nurture. =/ But [cookie monster] dfhsdfhdsioagdfsaiogf .

“Can't remember what went wrong last September
Though I'm sure you'd remind me if you had to

Our love was comfortable and so broken in
I sleep with this new girl I'm still getting used to
My friends all approve, say she's gonna be good for me
They throw me high fives
She says the Bible is all that she reads
And prefers that I not use profanity

Your mouth was so dirty
Life of the party
And she swears that she's artsy
But you could distinguish Miles from Coltrain

I want you back-a-a-ack”

and if you think that's about you ... it isn't. but damn, some of it could be applicable eh? ohwell.


NONE OF THE SHIT ABOVE MATTERS.

lol.
no playing banana pancakes.
no shopping.
no cross-country flights to keep it together.
no having kye and carm watch the brats.
no idsohsfd;ogfss.

you want that?

Changed your mind
I made you live a lover's life
Changed your mind about all guys
No kiss at the end of the night
But if you will with me
When I'm sure that you can see
So when I ask you, "How you think it'd be?"
Just when I thought you would say to me... No!

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams] (Spymob vocalists)
You keep me locked away (locked aaa-wayy..)
You don't want - to admit
About me and you (meee and yoouuu..)
Hey! But I don't care cause
You make life worth living (living..)
You make love worth giving (giving..)
You make time worth spending (spending..)
Well why ain't we worth admitting? (admitting..)

(Hey..)
Hey but what if you
Miraculously feel what I do
Our split up can't beat us two
If I could speak in invisible proof
And you're writing the same
Except you swap our names
Trying to figure out this weird ass game
And you're like real confused.. shit

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