carlos.. pretty girls, are never lonely.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
come to me.. bhool jaey saarey jahan.. come to me.. ham bana lein apni nai jagah..
kal agar na mil paey.. reh na jaey, baat baaki..
indian music constantly blasting in the speakers of my car.such a thrill driving.swerving, gripping, the speed, the feeling. it's so.. so ME somehow.. the music, the car..i spent lots of money on indian song cassettes last night. last night. last night. i saw you. after.. 18 days. seems like forever. not a thing anymore.
so much for.. har saans.. sulajh rahi thi, uljhane ko tum aa gaey..
mei kab ka kho chuka tha.. bataney tum aa gaey,
the song doesn't do a thing anymore. it doesn't give me goosebumps or keep me up at nights anymore. it doesn't make me quiver with anticipation or grin with glee or shy from being smitten anymore.
nor do you.
how funny is that.. 24th hasn't even happened yet. f*ck 0.5.. this wasn't even.. 0.17.
how do you win every time? how? why? you met the perfct person so soon. f*ck 0.5. f*ck YOU.
everytime. the games. the race. the cuore. the friend stealing. always.
i want to think that i hate you. but that would prove, to me, that i still care.
but i don't. you're a hazy nothing.
i made myself cry in the morning. i will not think.
and s. second thoughts and whatnot. don't even know if there will be something in december. the diamond, the parents, the things. you have me hurt. more than i'd like to amit.always pretended to be indifferent so that wouldn't matter if not work out. somewhere along the way, i think indifference turned tonot so much. and now it matters. it matters when no gtalk. it matters when no phone call. it somehow matters when no talk at all. imiss.
lately, days have been filled with so much more. salsa.. which makes me smile. sand between toes and poking at blue bottles at sea view. walking along the shore, stepping inout inout of water. or caffeine, the strawberry shisha. the no smoking discussions.. the constant cell blinking. hmm. makes me smile, every so often.
..
carlos.. pretty girls.. are never lonely.
-gabrielle, desperate housewives, season 1
kal agar na mil paey.. reh na jaey, baat baaki..
indian music constantly blasting in the speakers of my car.such a thrill driving.swerving, gripping, the speed, the feeling. it's so.. so ME somehow.. the music, the car..i spent lots of money on indian song cassettes last night. last night. last night. i saw you. after.. 18 days. seems like forever. not a thing anymore.
so much for.. har saans.. sulajh rahi thi, uljhane ko tum aa gaey..
mei kab ka kho chuka tha.. bataney tum aa gaey,
the song doesn't do a thing anymore. it doesn't give me goosebumps or keep me up at nights anymore. it doesn't make me quiver with anticipation or grin with glee or shy from being smitten anymore.
how funny is that.. 24th hasn't even happened yet. f*ck 0.5.. this wasn't even.. 0.17.
how do you win every time? how? why? you met the perfct person so soon. f*ck 0.5. f*ck YOU.
everytime. the games. the race. the cuore. the friend stealing. always.
i want to think that i hate you. but that would prove, to me, that i still care.
but i don't. you're a hazy nothing.
i made myself cry in the morning. i will not think.
and s. second thoughts and whatnot. don't even know if there will be something in december. the diamond, the parents, the things. you have me hurt. more than i'd like to amit.always pretended to be indifferent so that wouldn't matter if not work out. somewhere along the way, i think indifference turned tonot so much. and now it matters. it matters when no gtalk. it matters when no phone call. it somehow matters when no talk at all. imiss.
lately, days have been filled with so much more. salsa.. which makes me smile. sand between toes and poking at blue bottles at sea view. walking along the shore, stepping inout inout of water. or caffeine, the strawberry shisha. the no smoking discussions.. the constant cell blinking. hmm. makes me smile, every so often.
..
carlos.. pretty girls.. are never lonely.
-gabrielle, desperate housewives, season 1
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