Silly little thoughts.: Archive

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Feb 29th

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If I was the kind who was inclined to cry, I’d cry for the strings I cut loose. And I’d cry for the bridges I burned, Just to make myself a little room to move.

Feb 29th

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Feb 28th

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Feb 28th

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Hand in hand is the only way to land.

Feb 27th

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Feb 27th

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I’ve been found now, So now I’ll never explore. See what I’ve done? That bridge is on fire.

Feb 26th

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Feb 26th

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Feb 26th

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Feb 26th

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I don’t care too much for money, For money can’t buy me love.

Feb 25th

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Feb 25th

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Feb 25th

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Feb 25th

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Feb 25th

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I know you thought she were different, And you thought she were nice. But she’s not nice, She’s pretty fucking far from nice. She’s looking at you funny, Rarely looking at you twice. Bigger boys and stolen sweethearts, Oh you’re better off without her anyway. You said you wasn’t sad to see her go, Yeah but it’s clear you were though.

Feb 25th

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You are the fugitive, But you don’t know what you’re running for, You can’t kid us, And you couldn’t trick anyone. Houdini, love. You don’t know what you’re running away from.

Feb 25th

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Feb 25th

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Feb 25th

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twitter confuses me →

Feb 25th

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Feb 25th

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I could think of things I never thunk before

Feb 25th

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Sir George Young says he would ‘die a happier man’ if he knew heat from his cremation was warming the waters of a local pool.

Feb 25th

Feb 24th

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I will panic and I will fuck everything up. It’s what I do best.

Feb 24th

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Feb 24th

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And we were lovers, Now we can’t be friends. Fascination ends. Here we go again. It’s cold outside, when you coming home? It’s hot inside, isn’t that enough? I’m not in love.

Feb 24th

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Booking a holiday is nowhere near as exciting as it seems.

Feb 24th

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Feb 24th

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Feb 23rd

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And it’s just the kind of thing that she won’t talk about anymore. I’ll bet you wouldn’t believe me, If I whispered in your ears and said, “I can see a pink elephant And it’s standing on the corner of the bed” You’ll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head.

Feb 23rd

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Feb 23rd

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Feb 22nd

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Broken hearts are a fickle thing, and complicated too. I thought I believed in love, but I’ve never seen it through. Oh I didn’t marry the girl I loved.

Feb 21st

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