There is a fine line between being persistent, and plain psychotic.
So, enough is enough.
On a slightly lighter and more bimbotic note, I think the whole specs/library pervert look is working out fine for me!!
And I realise that I get sick every 2-3 weeks. This is not good. But hey, ho, somebody's birthday is coming!
edit: SO SICK, SO DON'T DISTURB ME, PLEASE. (Oooh, hateful)
I can see it in your eyes That you despise the same old lines You heard the night before And though it's just a line to you For me it's true And never seemed so right before
I practice every day to find some clever lines to say To make the meaning come through But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late And I'm alone with you
The time is right Your perfume fills my head The stars get red And oh the night's so blue And then I go and spoil it all By saying something stupid Like I love you
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