

this is what i do when i'm bored and lonely and it's raining outside...
i post nonsense on my blog
and i sing...
When I was just a few month-old baby, before I even began to learn how to speak, my father fed me the alphabet, literally. He cut out the letters from the newspaper and mixed them with my baby food. This started my craving for words. And more words. To sustain me.


this is what i do when i'm bored and lonely and it's raining outside...
i post nonsense on my blog
and i sing...
posted on 5:34 PM
'tis about... nonsensical things

posted on 7:24 PM
'tis about... love by Love
Meja
I miss your love, since you've been gone
I find it hard to go on
The summer sky don't mean a thing
I thought I'd always be strong
I got a feeling inside
and it's making my heart cry, cause
Chorus:
I'm missing you
and it's making me blue, yeah
I'm missing you
but what can I do
Thousand miles away, from you
So here I am, and everything's new
I should be happy in love
but all I know, I look deep in my eyes
I've never felt so alone
and this feeling inside
it's making my heart cry, cause
(Chorus)
So what's the meaning of this
to be living like this
it ain't no fun at all
I wonder where are you now
(I wonder where are you now)
I miss your love since you been gone
I find it hard to go on
and this feeling inside
I just break down and cry