expired validation.
iTunes is spinning: Ben Folds (live) -"not the same" (you know the drill.)this is one hundred random things about this girl:
one. ben folds live is rocking the tunes two. you should pick me up for a whirl three. snugglewhore four. i've got the biggest baddest craving for some greasy chinese food five. i'll love you forever if someone took me out for some greasy chinese food right now, and which i'll then proceed to stuff myself full and which i'll then be in need of a belly rub six. i heart belly rubs seven. a little itch to go shopping in buffalo again eight. ......................one hundred is too old. but like jenny says to you... if you live to be a hundred i want to live to be a hundred minus one day so i never have to live without you. somedays like today i just want to take someone's hand and run through a field of pink and yellow flowers barefooted and the wind at our back and the sun shining on my face on your face on our faces. and maybe then i would care to lighten up a little more maybe i would care a little more maybe you would care a little more. a little more about that smile i stole from every child just so i could wear a smile on my face every day. and every day i wear a smile a smile i stole from a child just to wear a smile. i don't forget, sometimes i just get caught up in the bliss of it all. the ignorant bliss is the one i'm talking about. the one where daylight and mirrors reflects to blind your insight and your foresight but not so much your hindsight. and i don't feel the need to validate myself. the day. my life. the reason. no reason. so maybe if i cared more i would lighten up a bit. it feels a bit like a teenage wasteland where i'm in step with no one near by. you used to be so honest with me until the curtains gave me away to reveal that i was standing there all along in the dark. in the dark on the shore struggling for the shipwreck to mend itself. begging it to mend itself. to mend itself to show me an escape. and escape, my last chance to survice. the last escape. from what. i'm still alive. i'm still here. -- i'm taken. nine. everyone should let loose a little and chill out more in your favourite pair of scandalous boyshortsten. i remember the first night, the tingles, the nervousness, the unfamiliarity, the thrill, the excitement, the unknown, the future, the past, the now, the way you felt pressed against my back you head snuggled into my neck, the courtesy, the gentleman, the feel of your hand hooking me close, the silent whispers, the stares that told all, the girl from across the way, the boy from the start and the honesty of it all.
it's one: o one and my heart feels a little lighter, my head a little heavier and my stomach a little tighter.
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