Sometimes he rants, sometimes he smiles. Sometimes he jokes, sometimes he sighs. Sometimes he's happy, sometimes he's sad. Sometimes he's good, sometimes he's bad. Sometimes he's there, sometimes he's gone. Sometimes he stalls, sometimes he's done. But whatever Marcelle says, whatever he'd do, you can be sure, it's true! It's true!
Monday, July 04, 2005
So underslept... but I have quite a lot of things going on in my head right now.
No problem, Clair, I'll play that song. That's one of my all-time favorites.
Ahh, to be underslept but so blissfully in love... =P