situation brooke |
florida raised.... now i'm a california raisin.... while living in the big L to the A, i help make the tv shows you hate to love... i like salt water aquariums and the things inside, achieving orgasm, talking with a dirty mouth, holding hands, moderate/strenuous hiking trails, joking around, spooning and forking, throwing away trash, 7 layer dips, sleeping in tents, eating cereal for dinner out of coffee mugs, drinking good vodka with decent cranberry juice, oh, and finding sea shells by the sea shore... aim: pti brooke |
*I was running late for work
So I didn’t change my shirt
The evening’s drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth
And when I left
You were fast asleep
Tangled in the sheets
And on the bus I could have sworn it was all a dream
And it didn’t happen to me
And then I felt the scrapes
From the slippery subway grate.
Oh how you laughed
At my complete lack of grace.
But I could not recall
A more perfect fall
Cause when I looked up into your eyes
It didn’t hurt at all.
And I thought, be still my heart
This could be a brand new start, with you.
And it will be clear
If I wake up and you’re still here with me in the morning.
And I thought, be still my heart
This could be a brand new start, with you.
And it will be clear
If I wake up and you’re still here with me in the morning.
*probably the cutest lyrics ever written