Saturday, November 4

i have nothing to say

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes
He doesnt look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young

my mother took the mouse away. so i am unable to use the computer. making me unable to write entries that hold some reason within them. so i have nothing to say in such little time

1 comment:

Niki said...

I'll bring u a mouse on monday
and then u can secretly use the computer
without her knowing