Ok... Otra vez yo por aquí... Con mis estupideces, para que no se me depriman! Pero en realidad, yo estoy más deprimida que... Ehmm NO se! Super Deepreee! No se si ustedes conocen Mayday Parade... La música "Miserable At Best" es demasiado deprimente! Pero me encanta la música!
Katie, don't cry, I know
You're trying your hardest
And the hardest part is letting go
Of the nights we shared
Ocala is calling and you know it's haunting
But compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright
And when we look to the sky, its not mine, but i want it so
Let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes
Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best
You're all that I hoped I'd find
In every single way
And everything I could give
Is everything you couldn't take
Cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away
And the hardest part of living
Is just taking breaths to stay
Because I know I'm good for something
I just haven't found it yet
But I need it
So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes
Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best
Ladada ladada ladadaoh ohhh
And this will be the first time in a week
That I'll talk to you
And I can't speak
It's been three whole days since I've had sleep
Because I dream of his lips on your cheek
And I got the point that I should leave you alone
But we both know that I'm not that strong
And I miss the lips that made me fly
So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there)
You're probably hanging out and making eyes
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes
Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable
And I can live without you
But without you I'll be miserable
And I can live without you
Oh, without you I'll be miserable at best
Ok... Después de esta música tan deprimente... Les diré una estupidez! Para que no se me depriman! Como estoy yo! Pero me divierte estar deprimida! Y esas malditas conversaciones no van a parar a la **** jajajajaja! OK... ¬¬ no me hagan caso! O.O estoy grosera ya otra vez... En la casa de Raindrops soy super grosera! O.O solo preguntenla!
Bueno, ahora el tema de mi Hamster... Si no saben nada sobre el... Entonces lean esto! http://myoneandonly.obolog.com/yo-por-aqui-203883
Entonces... Me quedé en la parte de la teoría de las "habitaciones" que hay en mi cabeza... Entonces...
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Habitación 1: Esta habitación es la más importante de todas, porque allí se encuentra el cadaver de mi hamster... Mas muerto imposible... Que revive cuando se le antoja... Es muy malo... Y ya explique lo demás... Aquí es donde se observa!
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Habitación 2: También conocida como la "Sala de Espera" en donde están las observaciones que serán observadas... Después les explico eso...
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Habitación 3: Es la "Sala de Desechos"... Allí se desechan las obervaciones que fueron olvidadas... Que quería entrar a a la habitación 1! Etc... Etc... Etc..
Ok... Creo que el proximo mensaje se tratara de las Observaciones! Cuidense y no se depriman! ^^