I’ve Got Your Number
I’ve always felt so scared of all this needing
Everyone that I’ve met has been somewhat mistreated
That’s how it feels when you know that something’s wrong.
Then you came along like a swan off of the lake
You flew across my eyes and out into space,
And I ran and I crawled and I chased to get a taste.
That’s what I did… (Whoa!)
If there’s just one thing you got to remember;
Is to write down your name and your phone number
That way I’ll have it and we’ll make something out of this mess, Oh!
& if all else fails then the ship won’t set sail.
God forbid but I guess the both of us will bail
But as far as I can tell I think things will be swell.
Have you seen me cry tears like diamonds
Down and down they fly,
Faster and faster like the speed of our love
Batting a thousand,
but a homerun crack at love
This is where I tell you that,
I know love’s what I need to work at
So now the two of us rely on each other
With our premonitions out in the gutter
Who would have thought that I’d make it this far
I’ll make it seem like I’m stronger but I’m quite the actor
And now I’m so caught up and I can’t escape this pattern
But when I started losing hope, there you were, there you bloomed
Have you seen me cry tears like diamonds
Down and down they fly, faster and faster like the speed of our love
Batting a thousand, but a homerun crack at love
This is where I tell you that, I know love’s what I need to work at
(Whoa!)
Diggy diggy diggy diggy diggy boom boom!
Diggy diggy diggy diggy diggy boom boom!
Diggy diggy diggy diggy diggy boom boom!
Diggy diggy diggy diggy diggy boom boom!
Have you seen me cry tears like diamonds
Down and down they fly, faster and faster like the speed of our love
Batting a thousand, but a homerun crack at love
This is where I tell you that, I know love’s what I need to work at, oh
What I need to work at, oh
(via -putintowords)
(via -putintowords)
I’d love, but don’t know
How to
I’m always lost for words
You look like a thousand suns
I wanna be the only one
Neon Trees
In need of ranting.
I got toothpaste in my hair, my coffee is way too strong and i need hand lotion. This morning is just treating me too well. Now im sitting in stats and my teacher is a prissy queen i swear, its actually quite amusing; an older man having a hissy fit over who knows what. Btw i want a sandwhich and soy chai latte porfavor.
someone buy me this ice cream maker :D
In the kitchen today:
ayyyyyy.
I think I’m hitting new fucking levels of damn boredom. I honestly don’t even know what I wanna do. I’m bored but I don’t wanna go out. I’m too lazy. I’m bored but I don’t wanna think, my head hurts. I don’t want to sleep, or eat. Idk what to do! arghhhhhhhhh.
interesante.
A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
“Not very long,” answered the Mexican.
“But then, why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?” asked the American.
The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.
The American asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”
“I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life.”
The American interrupted, “I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.”
“And after that?” asked the Mexican.
“With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise.”
“How long would that take?” asked the Mexican.
“Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years,” replied the American.
“And after that?”
“Afterwards? Well my friend, that’s when it gets really interesting,” answered the American, laughing. “When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!”
“Millions? Really? And after that?” asked the Mexican.
“After that you’ll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends.”
And the moral of this story is: ……… Know where you’re going in life… you may already be there.
me no like.
I am bored out of my effing mind!
I can’t stop baking these!
