💜not the prompt I just wrote a song and needed a excuse to post it 💚

My oh my

I could be drowning in sorrows

But every time I see her body like a model

I forget all about the bottles

Our tongues can write many novels

Let the body do all the talking

I don’t mind

Signed notes that I’ve wrote a lot of

Being friends is not enough

Because I feel empty without your love

Crack a smile when your name pops up

On my phone

You are my home

Huh baby tell me the word

In my opinion you’re bad but we can do worse

In my opinion you’re too bad to let the candle burn

In my opinion the body can speak we don’t need words

Just sit and vibe with me

I can have you flying high

Seeing your greatest fantasy

You see the stars a line every time our eyes meet

Drowning in bottles or sorrows

It doesn’t matter when I’m With my model

Our tongues can write many novels

And that’s our motto

I’ll be ok when I’m with my model

And that’s my motto

Uh

I feel like I need another round

Of your love

You ain’t see that coming

But I can’t get enough

I mean you could hold me down

But pick me up off the ground

Never let me drown

You could never let me down

Every queen needs a kings crown

So watcha say

Ok that was a little cliché

But it’s too late

You got a monopoly

Because you own everything in my heart

You own all my heart

Even when we’re apart

You own all my you own all my

You own all my heart

You own all my

Duh dum duh dum

Drowning in sorrows and bottles

It doesn’t matter when I’m With my model

Our tongues can write many novels

And that’s our motto

Everything comes crashing down

But I’ll be ok when im with my model

Though the seasons change I still love You

My heart only grows As we fade apart Growing closer each time

Can you feel it too? My heart reaching for you? Oh! The beauty of our shared pain and love

Although the sun sets and rises Although the leaves fall and ice covers the Earth For as long as I live

Even though the world still spins The people growing more wicked We have each other, dear

You are mine And I am yours

Hear me! You are EVERYTHING My breath; the beat of my heart—the blood in my veins

Hot tears in a cold night The warmth in buttery bread Forever…I shall love you forever

Even when I am old and sickly Even in death We shall always find each other in those different lives

Always

Inspired by Ashita Kuru Hi, the song I’m listening to repeatedly and singing my heart out on. The anime (Kobato)is so beautiful—the message. Watch the anime and listen to the song. You’ll cry and your faith in humanity will be restored. It’s an oldie, but that’s how I like it.

Love you all. Imma sing now.

I wake up in the morning hoping to hear from you, but it’s only my mom’s voice telling me to halt. Always finding you at the right place but wrong time and even though I can’t stop thinking about you something doesn’t feel right. I want to call you but seeing your name causes a war of butterflies and im scared for the ride. As my sleep paralysis are keeping my up, wish I could blame it on you, but know it’s my fault as much.

(based on taylor swift’s begin again)

I’m in my room getting ready to go So nervous you’ll be just like the last I smile in the mirror, put my high heels on Try to focus on now, not the past

Headphones in, I try so hard Just to keep my mind on the walk Not my fear that you’ll hurt me just the same From the moment we start to talk

I enter the café to the ring of a bell Expecting to find my own seat Then I hear my name as you stand and wave You say, “I’m so glad we get to meet”

“I haven’t ordered yet, what would you like?” Your voice is sweet and kind I blush, though it’s common courtesy “Oh anything’s fine, I don’t mind”

So you get me earl grey, I smile in surprise Already you know me so well But does your kindness now only cloak the bad? I guess only time will tell

Time starts to pass, we’re growing close I’m starting to trust you much more I invite you to visit my humble abode Not long later you knock on my door

I show you around, you gasp in delight As you see my prized record wall “I’ve never seen this much James Taylor before Now I’m really starting to fall”

I laugh at your jokes, you laugh at mine That really makes me smile He never thought I was funny And I haven’t laughed in a while

I walk you to your car, heart in my throat His name on the tip of my tongue Then you start to talk about cute family traditions You’ve followed since you were young

And finally, all at once it seems He’s left my mind for good Now I have you, that’s all I need I’m with someone who loves me how he should

Just a month ago I told myself Love wasn’t worth it in the end But then I took a chance on you And my life began again

(based on taylor swift’s cornelia street)

Tonight we drank ourselves silly I saw you nearly stumble and fall Yet I know this giddy feeling Is not from the drinks at all

I tell the driver to drop us off At my apartment, tout de suite It’s beautiful, painted rosy pink On the lovely Cornelia Street

You stay the night, we have a good time But our heads hurt when we wake I desperately search for lyrics to write As you make us tea to soothe the ache

Months and months go by And how I love you so But do you love me like I love you? How am I to know?

Suddenly I worry you don’t feel the same I leave the apartment behind I’ve never had someone truly care Even when they seemed sweet and kind

I’m driving away when I get your call You tell me you love me, you ask me to stay I turn the car around, come right back home I didn’t really want to go anyway

Years have passed now, we’re doin’ great We’ve found a place in this world we fit One day we come back to this beautiful home And it hasn’t changed a bit

I love you so much my heart might explode I’m so glad we got to meet But if I ever lose you like I did the others I’ll never again walk our street

What is a favorite song. Well its a memory, a feeling, a laugh, a love, anything you wish it to be. I have a lot of favorite songs. They all mean something different. For example stand tall from the Julie and The Phantoms soundtrack. It’s one of my favorites because I can feel the moment that it happens in the show. Also the lyrics mean things to me. The lyric that stands out the most to me is Whatever happens Even if I'm the last standing I'ma stand tall I'ma stand tall Whatever happens Even when everything's down I'ma stand tall I'ma stand tall I gotta keep on dreaming 'Cause I gotta catch that feeling Whatever happens Even if I'm the last standing I'ma stand tall I'ma stand tall

To me they mean that I can do what i can or what i want i just have to keep trying even if I’m alone along the way. Songs can mean a lot of things to a lot of people. Being a musician the music hits me different. I don’t know if that is for every musician but it dose to me. I have a lot of favorite songs but most of them mean everything to me. They mean that to me because no one can take my music away from me.

Meg was entranced by the market stall, which was festooned with wonderful colourful things. There was such a lot to choose from. She reached into the pocket of her yellow and pink cotton shorts for her holiday money and held up a coin to the woman on the stall. Meg pointed to a multicoloured stripey hat with lots of tassels. Meg handed over her coin and the woman gave her the hat.

“ὀκτώπους περισκελίδες,” said the woman.

Meg, had not yet learned to speak Greek so she smiled and put the hat in her knapsack and went to the harbour. Meg tried on the hat, but it didn’t fit. The tassels were all wrong and the opening for her head was a strange shape. Meg was disappointed, but she was sure she’d work out a use for it. She loved the bright colours.

Just then a large ginger cat came and brushed against her arm in that way that cats do when they want attention.

“Maybe it will fit you,” said Meg to the cat, “This would be a wonderful coat for a cat.”

She stroked the cat and tried to fit the coat. At first the cat didn’t seem to mind, but the coat didn’t fit the cat very well and there were tassels flopping all over the place. The cat wriggled out of the coat and walked away down the harbour wall with its tail in the air.

“Oh well,” thought Meg, “perhaps it will fit that little sausage dog over there. I bet this would be a wonderful coat for a sausage dog.”

She tickled the little dog under its pointy chin and tried to fit the coat. At first the little dog didn’t seem to mind, but the coat just got into knots and the tassels tangled around the dog's short legs. The dog yapped and wriggled out of the coat and ran away with its little tail between its legs.

Meg was a bit disappointed and decided to go home. She put the hat-coat-thing back in her knapsack.

On the way home Meg met an old fisherman who had a basket tied onto his motor scooter. Wriggling about in the basket was a large octopus. Meg asked about the octopus. “My dinner,” said the fisherman, smiling. “Please can I have it?” said Meg, wanting to set it free. She held up her last coin. The fisherman was a kind man and he shrugged and waved away the coin. He wrestled the octopus into Meg’s knapsack.

Meg went down to the beach intending to set the octopus free. The octopus wriggled and squiggled in her knapsack. She opened her knapsack and was amazed to see that the octopus had wriggled its way into the hat-coat-thing. Each of its tentacles filled a tassel and the opening fit the octopus perfectly. The octopus looked happy. It flibbled out of the knapsack and set off down the beach, resplendent in its multi-coloured octopus trousers.

I walked down the street trying to keep my head low. “No regrets,” I told myself. It was getting dark. I had almost two hundred dollars in cash, but I was no where near enough delusional to believe that I would be able to find a hotel room for near that cheap. Not in this city. I noticed an alley with a stack of boxes. I turned and tried to decide what to do. Should I hunker down here? Or see if I could find a park bench somewhere? Suddenly I heard a noise behind me. Then a rough voice, “Well, what we got here?” I turned around to see a gang of punks glowering at me. “Hey kid,” the leader said, “don’t you know that there’s a toll?” “I didn’t realize that you had to pay a toll to stand in an alley.” “Well, not just any alley. But you’re in our territory now,” he looked me over. “Of course if you don’t have any cash, then there may be some other way you can pay us.” On instinct I grabbed a glass bottle and smashed it on the dumpster. “So that’s how it’s gonna be huh?” He asked grinning. “Fine then, let’s go,” he pulled a switch blade out of his pocket.

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I sat against the wall with my head buried in my arms, trying not to look at all the blood. And there was just so much of it. Never had I thought that I’d be able to do something so horrible. “Well Damn.” I looked up to see a gruff man looking at the bodies littering the alley. All I could think to say was, “I-I didn’t mean to.” “For some reason I feel as though the authorities would beg to differ.” My head was spinning. I couldn’t be handed in, I would just be carted back to my dad and I could NOT let that happen. “Please- don’t...” He looked at me for a moment before letting out a side splitting laugh, “And waste this golden opportunity? No way.” He extended a hand to me, “How’s about you come with me kid?” I was baffled, “What?” “Listen, that thing that used to be a person over there,” he pointed in a direction that I would rather not to look at, “that was my mark, but you saved me the trouble of taking care of him. You’ve got some skills, I wouldn’t want them to go to waste in jail.” “And if I say no?” He sighed, “Listen, you’re young, dumb, and I’m guessing pretty strapped for cash. I’m your best bet.” “Actually, I was just headed to my aunt’s house-“ “There’s also a cop car parked just down the street.” “I’m coming with you,” I decided. He grinned, “That’s the spirit.” No regrets, I thought.

There’s a song called Youngblood by 5 Seconds Of Summer. Every time I here this song I think about my ex boyfriend. I feel like I still miss him and it hurts. But I also know he was never good for me. We dated for two years and we broke up a couple months ago I think in like March. We started talking again around May I think we talk for about two weeks than I never heard from him. I found out that he block me and I will never find out the reason. The other day at Walmart I saw him it kinda felt like we made eye contact but I have no idea if he saw me. When I saw him he was with I’m assuming his girlfriend and her kid. The girl he was with is the girl I think he cheated on me with. But when we started talking he said he didn’t but that girl ended up moving in with him after me and him broke up. So I think I’m right and he did cheat because she was trying to get with him when we were together. Like I said we dated for two years it wasn’t a bad relationship but it wasn’t good ethier we both had things we need to work on. But we dated for two years I miss him how could I not because we had bad times but we also had good times. I always thought we were made for each other because we have broken up 7 times and we always got back together except for this last time. So how this song reminds me of him is the lyrics in it like the first part is “Remember the words you told me, love me 'til the day I die Surrender my everything 'cause you made me believe you're mine Yeah, you used to call me baby, now you calling me by name” We both told each other that we love each other until we died but look at us now we’re not together so guess that was a lie. He even bought me a promise ring during Christmas on are two year anniversary so maybe that’s why I have trust issues because everyone like him that I know just break promises. I have really bad trust issues and I want a relationship like these are holidays people get all cute and crap and I’m just alone. But I also like being alone because I don’t have to deal with the stress and worrying about if that person is staying loyal. Finding someone who is loyal is rare so if you find that person keep that person forever. I still miss my ex and I know I’m going to for awhile until I find someone who will give me the same love back that I give them.

Your reflection frozen in my eyes with your heart on loan to another

If I look at you it will reveal the truth

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Your vision’s blurry when you look her way

Distorted

If only you’d rub your eyes and see I guess frozen in time is all we’ll be