Tuesday, November 2, 2010 @ 4:26 PM
Now. Future.
Kinda losing myself.
The thing i wanted to do, to achieve.
Seems far.
I want to do my best in everything, but seems to be useless.
I doubt myself, being someone great.
Use to imagine myself would at least earn big, take good care of my parents,
married a husband, living in a good environment, doesn't have to be very rich,
but at least can afford everything in reality.
I always know is not easy, imagine is the first step of ur dream, do it is the second step,
live it, is the final steps.
But how?
I don't have a good skills with me,
is talking and imagine a skill?
I wonder, what am i born for.
Medicurist? Designer? Sales Executive? Events Management?
URG!!!!!
how?
Tuesday, November 2, 2010 @ 4:26 PM
Now. Future.
Kinda losing myself.
The thing i wanted to do, to achieve.
Seems far.
I want to do my best in everything, but seems to be useless.
I doubt myself, being someone great.
Use to imagine myself would at least earn big, take good care of my parents,
married a husband, living in a good environment, doesn't have to be very rich,
but at least can afford everything in reality.
I always know is not easy, imagine is the first step of ur dream, do it is the second step,
live it, is the final steps.
But how?
I don't have a good skills with me,
is talking and imagine a skill?
I wonder, what am i born for.
Medicurist? Designer? Sales Executive? Events Management?
URG!!!!!
how?
Im so starstruck;;
Rollin' up to the club on the weekend, tylin' out to the beat that you're freakin'.
Fantasize on the track that you're tweakin' blow my heart up. Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader, run it back with original flavor
Queue me up, I'm the twelve on your table I'm so starstruck! So starstruck, baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up?
Baby now that we're alone, got a request. Would you make me number one on your playlist? Got your dirty headphones with the left side on wanna scratch it back and forth, back and forth, uhuh.
Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader, run it back with original flavor, put the breakdown first up into the chorus to the verse, bick a bick a reverse
Hey, lived all my life really, really is that him?
I haven't seen here before, and she got all them big rims
It's it like cash flow, my baby don't trip
Should shawty say hand over your signature right here.
