Sorry. I'm not really sorry. This is a selfish creation. I won't post pretty or funny pictures. I won't reblog much.
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"Hello, world. Hope you’re listening. Forgive me if I’m young or speaking out of turn. But, there’s someone I’ve been missing. I think that he could be the better half of me."
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Come Home
One Republic
(Every time I miss my brother, this song becomes the soundtrack to my thoughts.)
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I should stop with hyperboles, but still, thanks, Dad.
Me: I want to kill her!
Dad: She's not worth going to jail for.
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Forgot My Graphing Calculator
- borrowed someone else’s (thank you!)
- did a mc problem 5 times, never got A, B, C, D, or E
- guessed B because it was my favorite number
- figured out that the calculator was in degrees after finishing the test
- it was supposed to be in radians
- mourned life
- FOUND OUT THAT THE ANSWER WAS B!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Laying your head on the hood of someone’s car sounds terribly unsafe. Still, this song has been in my head for seven days and I’m not complaining.
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:):):):):):):):):):):) smile overload. Summer just turned from lame to marvelous. :):):):):):):):):):) cheeks hurt. this song seems fitting.
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Dinner
This is the first (and probably only) complete song I’ll post. But, next year is definitely going to be weird. This describes how I feel toward many people. Yet, of course, it was written for one person in particular. So, I’ll miss you and stuff ;)
Verse I: (G D6) x4 Am7 G
Our dinner table never had any taboos
Politics and religion were served up with the food
We spoke of music, spoke of life
Sometimes we’d gossip and then we’d fight
We shared all and we were alright
Letting our tongues rest until dinner tomorrow night
Chorus: (G Bm) x4
I’m going to need to find somebody to talk to
Honey, honey, that’s the hardest part
Meeting people is quite easy
But sharing dinner is rather hard
Verse 2: (G D6 x4) Am7 G
Our dinner table now has one taboo
We can’t speak of the fact I’m leaving and you’re leaving too
‘Cos you’ll cry and so will I
Make promises that we will try
To keep dinner alive
We’ll have dinner a couple nights…through the year
Chorus
Bridge: (Csus4 G6/4 Csus4 Em Am Bm7) x2
What if people aren’t nice like you
What if they’re heads are in the clouds
They’re not down to earth
Eating dinner on the ground
What if I can’t talk about all the things
I could talk about with you
No one cares and no one listens
They don’t respond, just eat their food
Chorus
P.S. I wrote this in my fifteen minute break from physics homework. There are (no doubt) many grammatical errors and lines that will be fixed/erased.
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: tea.
I was sitting here, wondering how to simultaneously cure a headache and a heartache, and then the answer came to me
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