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Thursday, February 14, 2008
He looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night
He's the reason for the teardrops
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause
He's the reason for the teardrops
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
-taylorswift.teardropsonmyguitar





Saturday, February 09, 2008
Why do you think i had to act so independent?
I get mad too quickly, and i hog the covers.
My hair has its own zip code.
Plus, i get certifiably crazy when i've got PMS.
You don't love someone because they're perfect.
You love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
-mysister'skeeper.jodipicoult