Michael Bublé ♥ Haven't Met You Yet

Michael Bublé ♥ Haven't Met You Yet
I'm not surprised, not everything lasts.
I've broken my heart so many times,
I stop keeping track.
Talk myself in,
I talk myself out.
I get all worked up
&& then I let myself down.

I tried so very hard not to lose it,
I came up with a million excuses.
I thought, I thought of every possibility.

&& I know someday that it will all turn out.
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out
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# Posté le mercredi 07 octobre 2009 17:19

I ♥ you

I ♥ you
&& If you could see that I'm the one who understands you,
been here all along,
so why can't you see?
You belong with me. ♪
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# Posté le jeudi 10 septembre 2009 17:11

i love Barack Obama AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :)

i love Barack Obama AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :)
Obama is like the Justin Timberlake of presidents. Even some republicans get a little weak-kneed around him (kinda like people who hate boy bands still want to hang with JT). When he's not busy being responsible, smart as hell and even a little bit of a geek, he's listening to Jay-Z on his iPod while he's workin' on his fitness and getting Scarlett Johansson all hot and bothered. At a party he could hang with your wild friends without getting judgy, while all your straight-laced friends would be like "that one's a keeper." Your dad would trust him to make sure you wore your seatbelt and your mom would be straight up jealous of you. No one's perfect, though, and his workaholism might bug you some. But then he'd win you back over by always listening to you when you talked and not being afraid of a little tasteful PDA.

BARACK OBAMA!
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# Posté le mardi 20 janvier 2009 17:38

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FUCK YOU!
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# Posté le vendredi 16 janvier 2009 18:01

losing balance in what I knew & trying to figure out what's coming up next.

losing balance in what I knew & trying to figure out what's coming up next.


Admit it. We flirt with each other.
We have so much fun with each other.
We laugh with each other and
we even try to be with each other.
And I believe we secretly love each other.
But how come when I think of you
and wonder if you're thinking of me,
it feels like you aren't.
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# Posté le samedi 20 décembre 2008 22:01