theswholestory

Oj hjäääälp, nu har dendär luciagrejen kommit ut i tidningen. Var skitnervös för vilken bild de hade valt av mej, och såklart valde de den absolut värsta där jag blottar mina icke så vackra tänder och ser allmänt... konstig ut? Men, sånt e livet, och annars var det riktigt bra. Sku vara skitkul att få vara med i dedär shacke som far runt överallt, men eftersom de bara blir 3 som får göra och vi är 10 kandidater så kan man ju inte förvänta sig så mycket, tyvärr. Men blir jätteglad om ni röstar på mej, mina typ 10 läsare heheh :)
Nu ska jag se på desperate hosewives & sen åka och spela badminton, tjolahopp :D

People are like songs, it's true
Some seem dull at first but then they grow on you
Me, I'm like Can't Get You Out of My Head
Annoying at times but I make you wanna dance

And you are the only one I've met who's God Only Knows
I liked you the first time I met you, and it grows and grows and grows

People are like songs, I swear
Some found you as a child and still they're always there
A boy that I knew was Anarchy in the UK
Burned out too quickly but in such a beautiful way

And you are the only one I've met who's God Only Knows
Such a well thought out plan but with harmonies that flow

People are like songs, I've been told
Some claim your ears but never hear a story unfold
Old Radio Gaga or Your High School Friends
Reminds you of things when you were someone else

And God only knows and you paired up as two
As the turn of the seasons you come and go
I can never claim control of either of you
You're too sweet to be just mine alone
And I try to stay humble over the fact that
Sometimes when the time is right you will pass my door
The crescendo comes and

And God Only Knows, and you have the one sad similarity
That every time it's over I want to press play again
But the only difference appears to be
I can force it on one of you and on the other I can't