So there still is hope.
Yes, I can be healed.
There is someone looking for what I've concealed
in my secret drawer, in my pockets deep,
you will find the reasons that I can't sleep and you will still want me.
But will you still want me? Will you s
till want?...Well, I say come for the week.
You can sleep in my bed.
And pass through my life like a dream through my head.
It will... it will be easy. I'll make it easy.
But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time.
A melody to keep me from worrying.
Oh, some simple progression to keep my fingers busy.
And words that are sure to come back to me
and they'll be laughing, and they'll be laughing.
My mediocrity.
My mediocrity.
(And they'll be laughing)
This little lady doesn't want to be the reoccurring kind. She isn't a boomerang!
BrightEyes is way too good!
Chloe enjoys laying the paddocks watching the clouds on her lunch breaks. Even if she does look completely out of place, at least she is relaxed & happy.
This lass is leaving for Europe in 20days! Will she come back?
Unfortunately the answer comes quite quickly as a yes because she didn't get a British passport, silly girl. Its probably best I didn't try and get one anyhow as it took a friend 4months to get hers. I guess that will give me time to ponder over the matter & decide if I definately want to shift my life elsewhere.
Settle grettle!
You've never even been over sea's before!
However I have an inkling that I'm not going to want to come back once I've had a taste of what the world has to offer abroad. We'll see!
1 comment:
as they say, the world is your oyster, and after we get home you will already have the experience of independence and be better able to make a decision about where you want to live. so exciting, you're so lucky with the passport situation you beautiful british babe.
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