My relationship with Pipe Friction expires tomorrow.

I’m here “piah-ing” for my report due tomorrow.

I have no idea on how to do this crap but I somehow managed to actually DO this report, put some stuffs in it.

and FYI it’s a 100% coursework subject. If i screwed this report,

minus the butt scratching.

but I still managed somehow to stop by here to blog.

and I’m yours by the script is looping in my head and player

if only my future boyfriend/boyfriend wannabe/prince in shining armor would sing me this~

I’d melt right in front of him and fall head over heels

I’d run to him to give him a HUGE hug

 

and say…..

You know what?

i just realized how much I..

 

I LOVE…..

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THE

SCRIPT

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You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine

I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap you thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours

And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel in my life

The day news came my best friend died
My knees went week and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours

And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours

Listen to it here

or check my playlist out on the right sidebar

*melts*

*loops i’m yours and runs to report*

Stephy-nie