Divinerequiem wrote: Nice poems, I could never have the imagination to think up such things...
Thanks, I don't have the greatest imagination either, most of what I write about is crap that has happened.
Divinerequiem wrote: Nice poems, I could never have the imagination to think up such things...
KittensKill wrote: It can always get worse.
KittensKill wrote: It can always get worse.
shadowslight wrote: hey can I take lessons from you?I wished I could write like that.
And thanks to everyone else that commented.
RestriCKted wrote:
And thanks to everyone else that commented.
Even my spam- bumpity post?
xXGlassTearsXx wrote: Okay, this was a song I wrote about my Ex-boyfriend....ENJOY![]()
It takes you two hours in the morning
Just to get your hair right
Then another to pick out clothes
Whoever said real men wear pink
Must be your fuckin' hero
One last look before you walk out of the door
Tuck your shirt and comb your hair
Your teeth are too white
You look too clean
You shop at The Gap
You can't play a damn thing
And if I'm not mistaken
You still sleep with your mom
"When life gives you lemons
Make lemonaid" that's what you always would say
Your hair was spiked, dyed blonde at the tips
You looked like a carbon copy of Justin Timberlake
Your teeth are too white
You look too clean
You shop at The Gap
You can't play a damn thing
And if I'm not mistaken
You still sleep with your mom
Now look dear, don't worry about me
Go have fun playin' "Twister" with the boys
I'll be with my band dissin' about your BF
Your teeth are too white
You look too clean
You shop at The Gap
You can't play a damn thing
And if I'm not mistaken
You still sleep with your mom
Still sleep with your mom
whoa oh