
Lovely lyrics...I love this song..
Birdie to Tweaty...hugs
I think......now more gray haired guys...lol
actually...it is the personality that attracts me.....energy...pure energy.
It is the package.
Like Mister that we're fall for. I love him not because he's good looking (with black hair). lol. He's just adorable when he walks, talks and whatever.
I want to put a bow around his neck because he is the total package...lol
and adorable...yes.
We know which club we belong to...
Do you follow him on twitter? I have to say this twitter thing is too fast to me...makes me feel a little bit uncomfortable. And I really don't get whatever they're talking on that site.
I think the best thing about twitter is you can post it from your mobile phone. But...now all community website has this service. Even Mindsay has it. And why the hell I should know that he's feeling itching to scratch his nose while he's waitng for his meal or something? I dont' mind people following celebs on twitter. Have no offence with that. It's just pretty boring for me.
so he has conversations with friends....10 posts in 10 seconds...guess he has magic fingers...lol..
see Tweet...I am catching on to the Twitterjazz pretty fast.
It's just another way for some people to stay connected...I don't know anyone who Twitters but.....sometimes it's fun.
You mean you don't care if he has an itchy....something?????
lol
I feel so tired and my angle hurts. It was abused by me with walking and flamenco dancing. My body doesn't cooperate with my heart. I feel so young yet my body says it's pretty old. Plus, people around the house and I can't have my privacy. It's a long holidays this week and my mom's nagging around isn't healthy at all. Same old problems. *sigh*
it's been a long long road...but it leads to nothing.
I feel like a little girl sitting on a fence observing a friend she loves....In the playground, he acknowledges all of the friendships but not her.. She's been his friend for years but....he will never say hello to her in real life...never allow her entrance into any flesh and blood world..She has watched as he allows strangers into his day to day life...but not her...finally....she realizes that this is the way it shall always be....she loses her balance and falls .
It is my sickness...my jealousy...my human condition.
I don't like my condition.
I am too sensitive Tweaty.
If it's him, I think I know how you feel. Maybe not as much as you feel. But yeah, I think I know it. We all feel jealousy from time to time when you want someone you can't have. Just...don't let it consume you. Find something else to do, something that helps you not to think. Let's clean the whole house and start the war with those birds that love to attack your plants. Whatever. It worked for me. Maybe it work for you.
Again, Be strong, Birdie.
Sending lots of love and hugs to you.
Not just the black hair guys........lol!
"Eagle"
I just have a thing with those black hair guys...and those beautiful hand guys...and those blue eye guys...and thosepuppy dog eye guys...lol
almost poem