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ohh, babby i want your body..

It’s funny how a song can remind you of so much... An entire summer, a love you thought would never end. It can kill you. Then again, what would we do without music? We’d die. Cause songs, music, it’s the way we express a hell of a lot. For some, it’s pretty much the only way we do. Honestly, who hasn’t heard a song and thought, “Hey, this is my life right now”? Yeah, pretty much no one. Your first slow dance (yet to come for a few of us), your first time. There’s music everywhere. I constantly have a song playing in my head. There’s a song for how you feel about everything as well. Kelly and Heather:: Far Behind-Social Distortion, My parents:: Perfect-Simple Plan, Bai:: I’ll Be There For You- The Rememberandts, James:: there’s a million, but here’s a few, Sorry-Buckcherry, There-For-You-Flyleaf, Hey There Delilah-Plain White T’s, I Caught Fire-The Used, I Could Get Used To This-The Veronicas.. And on and on. After The World and Only You, I cried the first time I heard those, it literally hurt because I loved him so much. Back on topic, there’s also the secretly hated ‘song’. You know? The one you pick out with your lover that “defines” you. Music (and hallmark commercials) is the pure Definition of a love hate relationship. We can’t live without it, and it can change us in ways that I don’t care to even try to understand.
Continuing on, Hallmark commercials, like the ones they show in the movies? They’re so...hate to say, heartwarming, but good god, depressing as hell.
I happen to have one of these love/hate relationships with my ex (who doesn’t, but still) It’s funny though, cause I know what happens everytime I start to talk to him again after a big blowout. He starts liking me again (what can I say, I’m irresistible, just kidding) But I talk to him anyways, even though I know were both in for a world of hurt. I always end up talking to him, no matter what. He’s kind of pissed at me right now, cause I was talking to his gf, and I guess I said something I shouldn’t have. So he calls my cell like 18 times, from 4 different phones, leaves me four voicemails (my phone was dead) and then calls my house and proceeds to yell at me for like five minutes. Don’t you just love high school drama? Lol. Oh well. =] Can’t live with it, can’t live without it. Just like guys. No offense. You’re all just irresistible. Hm. Just off in my own train of thoughts, has anyone ever told a dream of yours, be it a dream in the sleep sense, or as a goal, and they promised to make it come true? I did this with my boy, he told me about a dream he had, we were by the river, walking and talking, I was laying my head on his shoulder and we were holding hands. Sounds dumb, you think, but I find it perfect, so stick that in your juice box and suck it. Well, later on that night, I got bored and was looking through the stuff on my computer and I found an avatar that looked a hell of a lot like it, so I uploaded it to photobucket, put the link in an email to James with the caption, “here’s to making your dreams come true.”
Suffice to say, the kid loves me. ^^ and I love him too. And why is everyone so against that?! I mean, isn’t that everyone’s goal, to fall in love, and live the nonexistent happily ever after? So what if it happened to me when I was almost 15? It’s all the same. And, yeah, I know it’ll probably end, but that’s not what’s important, it’s what I’ve been through that matters.
So this is the end of a random rant I had, hope you didn’t waste too much time reading it.
Later doodes.
-Lizzy