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a girl can always dream. i've found THE radio station. it plays 90% good music. right now, it's making me a little sad. especially with all the ... sigh.

why?

how come love is so complicated?

It’s late in the evening
She’s wondering what clothes to wear
She puts on her make up
And brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me
Do I look alright
And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight

I WANT to be told I look wonderful tonight.

We go a party
And everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady
That’s walking around with me

I want to be that beautiful lady that everyone turns to see. I want him to feel that I'm the most beautiful lady in the whole wide world. And when I ask him, do you feel alright, I want him to say, yes, I feel wonderful tonight.

I want to be the reason he feels wonderful.

I want to be the reason why he smiles at the end of an exhausting day.

And I'm sad.

Because how come I don't feel like I make him smile? How come I don't feel like I make him happy despite everyshittything that is life?

Sigh.


i'm going to shower. maybe it'll clear up all this... murky cobwebby cotton-fluff-stuck-in-your-throat feeling.

hai. :(