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Name: Emily Country: United States State: Pennsylvania Metro: Pittsburgh Birthday: 8/10/1990 Gender: Female
Interests: entertaining the world, reading anything and everything, band, being generally crazy, the 80s, VH1, volleyball, being a movie junkie, America's Next Top Model, The Temptations, not eating my halloween candy, talking to people that ive estranged (WORD OF THE DAY!!! lol) spreading some love <3 Occupation: Other Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me Website: visit my website AIM: spazzychick0800
Member Since:
5/9/2005
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| the prestige= new favorite movie. or at least one of them
"high heels were invented by a woman who had been kissed on the forehead."- christopher morley | | |
| ....can i just go back to being in kindergarten? thanks | | |
| what a mess.
You and your museum of lover The precious collection youve housed in your covers My simpleness threatened by my own admission
And the bags are much too heavy In my insecure condition My pregnant mind is fat full with envy again
But I still love to wash in your old bathwater Love to think that you couldnt love another I cant help it...yourre my kind of man
Wanted and adored by attractive women Bountiful selection at your discretion I know Im diving into my own destruction
So why do you we choose the boys that are naughty? I dont fit in so why do you want me? And I know I cant tame you...but I just keep trying
Cause I love to wash in your old bathwater Love to think that you couldnt love another Im on your list with all you other women But I still love to wash in your old bathwater You make me feel like I couldnt love another I cant help it...youre my kind of my man
Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?
So I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles Diligently doubtful through all kinds of trouble Then I find myself choking on all my contradictions
Cause I still love to wash in your old bathwater Love to think that you couldnt love another Share a toothbrush..youre my kind of man I still love to wash in your old bathwater Make me feel like I couldnt love another I cant help it...youre my kind of my man
No I cant help myself I cant help myself I still love to wash in your old bathwater | | |
| so i survived the holidays. woohoo. (okay i partied down too, i wont lie and say that i didnt have fun because i really did--surprisingly enough a lot with my crazy family yesterday playing violent card games and muddy hide and go seek. i am embracing my inner child ) (ohh and bought some sweet disney princess junk at big lots on ourn field trip before dinner)
school. not looking forward to school. library run on tuesday, so hopefully i can get a teeny amt of work done (or not since im going with erin and em...but at least we tried) and tonight...ringing in the new year at lauraroskos! intense game night (but no booze..sometimes even the best laid plans fall apart) and some fantastic four time. ohh man without my family i would be so much more messed up right now (and that goes for ALL of my families )
it sucks when you try not to think about someone...and then you end up thinking about them a bizillion times more...but i do like the made up stories in my head they are pretty much hope in a jar.
well until next year...aiaiaiai carummmba! adios! | | |
| christmas what? i have....shopping wrapping assembling essaywriting testtaking satscorechecking hohohoing deckthehallsing makinghohocaking and a million other things to do. so hohono to that. but jingle bells and so forth to all of you holiday season-ers who are getting into the season this year. i swear that next christmas i will be instensely holiday like. | | |
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