| I love Amanda :)
Go Jacks! Enough Said
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| Out of the frying pan...
and into the fire
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| If you
read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we
don't speak often), please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE-UP,
FICTIONAL "memory" of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or
bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post these
two paragraphs on your blog and be surprised--or mortified--about what
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| My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
Then you hand me a towel
and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down,
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
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| Emptiness surrounds me,
Confusing my perceptions.
It is difficult to carry on...
and yet...in less than a day all should be good again...if only I could
hold her in my arms right now. Amanda...I don't know if I have
told you recently enough...but I need you
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