sophia bush. ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

I hold on so nervously to me and my drink; I wish it was cooling me. But so far, has not been good, it’s been shitty. And I feel awkward, as I should. This club has got to be, the most pretentious thing since I thought you and me. Well I am imagining, a dark lit place or your place or my place. Well I’m not paralyzed but, I seem to be struck by you. I want to make you move because you’re standing still. If your body matches, what your eyes can do. You’ll probably move right through me on my way to you.


January 6th, 2008 @ 04:50PM
locked.

Sometimes is never quite enough, if you're flawless, then you'll win my love. Don't forget to win first place, don't forget to keep that smile on your face. Be a good boy, try a little harder; you've got to measure up and make me prouder. How long before you screw it up? How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up? With everything I do for you, the least you can do is keep quiet. Be a good girl, you've gotta try a little harder. That simply wasn't good enough to make us proud. I'll live for you, I'll make you what I never was. If you're the best, then maybe so am I. Compared to him compared to her, I'm doing this for your own damn good. You'll make up for what I blew. What's the problem, why are you crying? Be a good boy, push a little farther now. That wasn't fast enough to make us happy. We'll love you just the way you are if you're perfect.


♥


struck by you.
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