"I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn’t one I’ll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it’s worth it."
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Korean Men
I forgot how much I love me some Korean men… damn you Rain! Why did you have to be in Ninja Assassin and remind me of your deliciousness?! So now I’m on a K-Pop marathon on Lastfm… this is not good. I repeat NOT GOOD!
Every Year
I get those butterflies in my stomach.
The feeling of excitement that is directly and only related to you.
I’ll be standing here.
You’ll be standing there.
I’ll steal glances every chance I get while smiling from ear to ear.
I’ll pretend not to notice when you stare.
We’ll do this every year.
I've Been Away
And I apologize!
I have about two weeks worth of emails to reply to. I’ll get to it. I pwomise!
I just need to write. Write. Write.
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Crystal Shawanda Lyrics – You Can Let Go
Wind blowin’ on my face
Sidewalk flyin’ beneath my bike
A five year-old’s first taste
Of what freedom’s really like
He was runnin’ right beside me
His hand holdin’ on the seat
I took a deep breath and hollered
As I headed for the street
Chorus
You can let go now, Daddy
You can let go
Oh, I think I’m ready
To do this on my own
It’s still .. it still feels .. a little bit scary
But I want you to know
I’ll be ok now, Daddy
You can let go
I was standin’ at the altar
Between the two loves of my life
To one I’ve been a daughter
To one I soon would be a wife
When the preacher asked,
‘Who gives this woman?’
Daddy’s eyes filled up with tears
He kept holdin’ tightly to my arm
‘Till I whispered in his ear
Chorus
You can let go now, Daddy
You can let go
Oh, I think I’m ready
To do this on my own
It’s still .. it still feels .. a little bit scary
But I want you to know
I’ll be ok now, Daddy
You can let go
It was killin’ me to see
The strongest man I ever knew
Wastin’ away to nothin’
In that hospital room
‘You know he’s only hangin’ on for you’
That’s what the night nurse said
My voice and heart were breakin’
As I crawled up in his bed, and said
You can let go now, Daddy
You can let go
Your little girl is ready
To do this on my own
It’s gonna be a little bit scary
But I want you to know
I’ll be ok now, Daddy
You can let go
You can let go
DEAR RASCAL FLATTS:
My dad and I have an inside thing with one of your songs. We played it over & over while driving on a highway in Florida. I was driving my grandpa’s Subaru (the old person kind, not the lame racing kid kind) and my dad was teaching me how to drive on a highway not like a girl. Anyway, we sang your song repeatedly. A few Christmases ago he gave me your cd and printed out the lyrics from “our song” from azlyrics.com. This will be the song I dance to at my wedding with pops. I thought I could pick up some tickets to a concert in NJ, NY, or PA for Christmas for the two of us. Though we have our issues, we love each other, and he would totally dig that gift. Thing is, you’re only playing University Park which is FAR. We would probably make the drive, but it makes me nervous still. Play closer. We need you bad over here in Dirty Jersey.
xoxo,
a country girl at heart forever & always.
I say buy the tickets darling. Their concerts are amazing. I drove two hours to see them and it was worth every penny and every mile through the rain.
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