Saturday, November 3, 2012

My Short Favorit Dresses

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Long Dressesgowns

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Picture Today

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Friday, November 2, 2012

5:15

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I want a talk show,

Guess that will have to do,

up all night

BBIM’ing you

out of Tylenol,

head still aches,

got enough strength, to flip a pancake

got the luggage packed, waiting by the front

a quarter after 5, its already won

ill say it one last time…

walking out the door 4:59

Chorus

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the knock on my door

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore

& if by 5:16, youre not with me, you can catch me in the next city,

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15

Second Verse

I think I’ve gone numb, sick of puppy love

Wanna break out, think ive had enough

the walls are caving in

& my thick skin is feeling kinda thin

you find your way back in


never thought to me, when we came to june, i would feel this way about you

but ill say it one last time, im walking out the door 4:59

Chorus

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the knock on my door

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore

& if 5:16, youre not with me, you can catch me in the next city,

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15

na na na na…

Bridge

at 5:15…

ready for the knock on my door

Final Chorus…

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore

& if 5:16, youre not with me, you can catch me in the next city,

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15

I wont wait another minute, when the waves are at my shore…

ready for the waves on my shore

and if 5:16, if you’re not with me, you can catch me in the next city

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15…

5… oh

oh, heyyy, i wont wait for you… hey… hey…

until 5:15…

Fall 2012

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Saturday, November 3, 2012

My Short Favorit Dresses

Posted by fannypiter at 11:15 AM 0 comments































Long Dressesgowns

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Picture Today

Posted by fannypiter at 11:09 AM 0 comments






Friday, November 2, 2012

5:15

Posted by fannypiter at 3:20 PM 0 comments



I want a talk show,

Guess that will have to do,

up all night

BBIM’ing you

out of Tylenol,

head still aches,

got enough strength, to flip a pancake

got the luggage packed, waiting by the front

a quarter after 5, its already won

ill say it one last time…

walking out the door 4:59

Chorus

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the knock on my door

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore

& if by 5:16, youre not with me, you can catch me in the next city,

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15

Second Verse

I think I’ve gone numb, sick of puppy love

Wanna break out, think ive had enough

the walls are caving in

& my thick skin is feeling kinda thin

you find your way back in


never thought to me, when we came to june, i would feel this way about you

but ill say it one last time, im walking out the door 4:59

Chorus

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the knock on my door

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore

& if 5:16, youre not with me, you can catch me in the next city,

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15

na na na na…

Bridge

at 5:15…

ready for the knock on my door

Final Chorus…

5:15 not a minute more, ready for the waves on my shore

& if 5:16, youre not with me, you can catch me in the next city,

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15

I wont wait another minute, when the waves are at my shore…

ready for the waves on my shore

and if 5:16, if you’re not with me, you can catch me in the next city

never knew you meant that much to me until 5:15…

5… oh

oh, heyyy, i wont wait for you… hey… hey…

until 5:15…

Fall 2012

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