"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Música :]

Yep, I've done it. I added a music player to this blog. Sorry if it scared you when you opened the page. :P

But I was getting sick of just talking about all these songs I love. It's so much better to play music than to just sit around and discuss it...

If you don't like it, it's at the bottom, so you can turn it down or shut it off. Whatever you feel is necessary. Oh, and feel free to play any of the songs there [that's why they're there...].

Have fun, folks. :D
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