Feels Like Sunday Morning

weird. This is weird. I suppose you try something new once in your life. Plus I like writing and I keep losing my the stuff I write. hold up.

!suf don't try to convince yourself its ok to write a blog!

sorry peeps I was once against writing blogs because of the stuff it creates like politics and animosity so I jus didn't think people would be bothered to read what I write anyway.
I am a changed person now. Either that or its this bag of weed I'm sittin on. ok no I'm off to bed I'm sleepy. If I ever come back here again I will write something.

suf rambled at 9/25/2004 01:11:00 am


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Words for the moment

Never know how much I love you,
Never know how much I care.
When you put your arms around me,
I get a fever that's so hard to bear.
You give me fever,
When you kiss me,
Fever when you hold me tight.

Fever.
In the the morning,
Fever all through the night.

Sun lights up the daytime,
Moon lights up the night.
I light up when you call my name,
And you know I'm gonna treat you right.
You give me fever,
When you kiss me,
Fever when you hold me tight.

Fever.
In the the morning,
Fever all through the night.

Everybody's got the fever,
That is something you all know.
Fever isn't such a new thing,
Fever started long ago.


What a lovely way to burn.