my crush.

Jason Wade is only 7 years older than I am. Why didn't he wait for me?? ):

I am having a hugeass crush on him. His soulful eyes. And why does his voice reach into the deep recesses of my heart and spread its warmth from there until it fills my whole heart and intoxicates my brain? His voice has this half-muffled quality that other people can only recreate with a specialized microphone. He exudes this bad boy charm but at the same time gives off a vibe that he's decent and sensitive at heart. And I am a puddle of water with guys like that. He has a voice that can make me tear, in the dark of the night. I'd ask him to sing me to sleep.

Yes, I wish I belonged to you, Jason. 

i was the one you always dreamed of

you were the one i tried to draw

how dare you say it's nothing to me

baby you're the only light i ever saw

i'll make the most of all the sadness

you be a bitch because you can

you'll try to hit me just to hurt me

so you leave me feeling dirty cos you can't understand

we're all hand-me-downs.

someday they'll find ya small town world on a big town avenue

gonna make you like the way they talk when they're talking to you

gonna make you break out of your shell cos they tell you to

gonna make you like the way they lie better than the truth

they'll tell you everything you wanted someone else to say

they're gonna break your heart

from what i've seen 

you're just one more hand-me-down

cos no one's tried to give what you need

so lay all your troubles down

i am with you now

somebody oughta take you in, try to make you love again

try to make you like the way they feel when they're under your skin

never once do you think that they would lie when they're holding you

then you wonder why they haven't called, when they said they'd call you

you'll start to wonder if you're ever gonna make it by

you'll start to think you were born blind

i'm here for the hard times

the straight to your heart times

when living ain't easy, you can stand up against me

and maybe rely on me

and cry on me yeah

don't write me off just yet.

I love lyrics. You know how the people who're really musically inclined go crazy about a certain riff or whatever? I go crazy about a certain phrase in the lyrics. Other people shout out song titles the moment they hear the start of the melody; I usually need to hear the start of the lyrics.

It's a pain to be musically UN-inclined when I love singing this much. And the lyrics.

How do you improve your writing, anyway? Sometimes, I feel trapped in a spluttering, inarticulate human shell. I grasp all the emotions I wanna convey, the emotions I wanna arouse in readers, but no words apt enough to weave that tapestry. I listen to Bon Jovi and beyond the beautiful melody, of course, I am moved by the picture he paints with his lyrics. It's not the words per se, but how he strings them together and the recognition you get when you understand the meaning of the phrase.

It's what Drew Barrymore said in Music and Lyrics: "A melody is like seeing someone for the first time. The physical attraction. Sex. But then, as you get to know the person, that's the lyrics. Their story. Who they are underneath."

Bon Jovi.

warwick avenue.

It's too broken to be fixed. I don't want it. But I'm afraid of giving up.

this damn thing.

you have a way of coming easily to me
and when you take, you take the very best of me
so i start a fight cause i need to feel something
and you do what you want cause i'm not what you wanted

you put up walls and paint them all a shade of grey
and i stood there loving you and wished them all away
and you come away with a great little story
of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you

you never did give a damn thing honey but i cried, cried for you
and i know you wouldn't have told nobody if i died, died for you

oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day
every smile you fake is so condescending
counting all the scars you made
and now that i'm sitting here thinking it through
i've never been anywhere cold as you

- cold as you taylor swift

the happy ever after.

and though i move my world to be with him
still the gap between us is too wide
looking back i could have played it differently
learned about the man before i fell
(i was just a little careless, maybe)
but i was ever so much younger then
now at least i know i know him well

-Chess the musical

my namesake.

well sometimes i go out by myself
and i look across the water
and i think of all the things
what you're doing
and in my head i paint a picture

cos since i've come on home
well my body's been a mess
and i've miss your ginger hair
and the way you liked to dress
won't you come on over
stop making a fool out of me
why won't you come on over
valerie

did you have to go to jail?
put your house on up for sale
did you get a good lawyer?
i hope you didn't catch a tan
hope you find the right man who'll fix it for ya
and are you shopping anywhere?
changed the color of your hair
are you busy?
did you have to pay the fine
you were dodging all the time
are you still dizzy?

cos since i've come on home
well my body's been a mess
and i've miss your ginger hair
and the way you liked to dress
won't you come on over
stop making a fool out of me
why won't you come on over
valerie.

i can't.

I'd give this world to you
every rock and every stone
every masterpiece in Rome
and if you asked me to
I'd steal the Mona Lisa
tear it up in little pieces
and lay them at your feet
for all the world to see

but tonight I can't give you Paris

real music. yes?

Leona Lewis is
sexy without being trampy.
provocative without being revealing.

And her voice is great and I love her better in time mtv. It is understated, classy and reaches right to your heart. Much better than the regular pop that's manufactured to impress but instead shocks and appalls, don't you think?

"Even though I really loved you, I'm gonna smile cos I deserve to."

It will all get better in time.

true?

"It might be hard to be lovers, but it's harder to be friends."

Bon Jovi