note to self

a whirl of people all around...

each one, lost in their own thoughts

trying hard to connect to one another,

alas, ending without a result

treasure those who got into your life...

without your knowledge or approval,

yet there they are...

somewhere in a corner of your heart

little details

just saying,

have a wondrous weekend lovely peeps...

loving this song

There there baby

it's just text book stuff

it's in the ABC of growing up

Here's the day you hoped would never come

Don't feed me violins

just run with me through rows of speeding cars.

The papercuts the cheating lovers

The coffee's never strong enough

i know you think it's more than just bad luck

There there baby

it's just text book stuff

it's in the ABC of growing up

Now, now darling

oh don't lose your head

cause none of us were angels

and you know I love you yeah

Sleeping pills know sleeping dogs lie

never far enough away

Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt

I've watched you slowly winding down for years

You can't keep on like this...

now's a bad a time as any

speeding cars~imogen heap

i believe...do you???

only when you believe...

then you'll see

wise, no???

nothing worthwhile comes that easily...

there are thoughts...

and there are righteous thoughts

you should wake up in the morning,

and want to do your job...

otherwise, you're doing the wrong thing!!!

crisp clean shirt