tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53915433989987540362024-03-13T09:21:42.730-07:00Christina Jean :)Just Simply Me...Christina Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266009137787806033noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391543398998754036.post-49890441517593131602011-11-07T08:22:00.000-08:002011-11-07T08:22:18.706-08:00Whispers...i love you as she's drifting off :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love the way this song makes me feel when i've had a bad day....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/oNnUGDZ8wNg?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe>She comes home late at night<br />
Kicks her high heels off and sighs<br />
And lays down on the bed<br />
She said its been a long day at work<br />
I couldn't wait 'til I got home<br />
To be with you again<br />
Lord I love just to watch her sleeping<br />
Ya I just pull the covers up<br />
And wonder what she's dreamin...<br />
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Chorus:<br />
Well she's wrapped up<br />
With a T-shirt on<br />
Got the lights turned way down low<br />
Radios got her favorite song<br />
And she's singin right along<br />
ohhh<br />
Let your hair down, baby let it fall<br />
Rip the phone cord out the wall<br />
Whisper I love you while your driftin off again<br />
Whenever we're alone<br />
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Verse 2:<br />
Took her out last Friday night<br />
Let her dance under neon light<br />
And that girl she's turnin heads<br />
Strangers eyes right on my girl<br />
Can't blame him man she's beautiful<br />
She's comin home with me<br />
And Lord her beauty is hard to hide<br />
I'm countin my blessin every night<br />
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Chorus:<br />
Well she's wrapped up<br />
With a T-shirt on<br />
Got the lights turned way down low<br />
Radio has got her favorite song<br />
And she's singin right along<br />
ohhh<br />
Let your hair down, baby let it fall<br />
Rip the phone cord out the wall<br />
Whisper I love you while your driftin off again<br />
Whenever we're aloneChristina Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266009137787806033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391543398998754036.post-1710766557397388672011-11-05T22:04:00.000-07:002011-11-05T22:04:48.424-07:00Most importantly...yourself.Some things in life you just have no control over. In the last 2 years i have lost the only man i have ever really loved. Gained a different love that will always be in my heart for ever. Then, end up right where i started again...just as in love as i was the first day i kissed those sweet lips of his. And even though its hard to accept all these changes going on to me, there coming regardless. This is the first time in my life i have truley lived on my own without a boy beside me to hold my hand. And i'm terrified....I'm so scarred that i'll wake up one morning and i wont beable to control the things going on around me. All i want in life is to live, and be happy with someone that will love me and treat me right. and someday i truely believe that its going to happen to me...but unti. then I just have to keep taking life one day at time, because if you don't, you will forget the important things in life that make it worth living...<span style="font-size: large;">.yourself</span>. :)Christina Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266009137787806033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5391543398998754036.post-18768223206233985752010-02-02T20:00:00.000-08:002010-02-04T13:38:19.126-08:00This is where it gets Personal.<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Christina </span><br /><br />She sits and Thinks...<br />But it seems thinking only gets her into trouble.<br />But she could Care less.<br />She's always been a trouble Maker.<br />It's just part of her Nature.<br /><br />She's so sick, sick of<span style="font-size:130%;"> <strong>everything.</strong></span><strong><br /></strong>She's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">exhausted</span>.<br />Tired of fighting against <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>everything.</strong></span><br />There's that everything again...<br />She hates that little thing Called<strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Everything.<br /></span></strong>She just wants <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Everything</strong></span> to go away.<br /><br />she just wants someone to steel this pain.<br />She's sick of <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">everything</span>.</strong></span><br /></span><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"></span></div><div align="center"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Why</span> must she hurt this Much, why must she feel this misunderstood.<br />Little did she know that this pain would tare here apart.<br />Little did she know that this pain would give her these thoughts.<br /><br />She feels out of place, She feels lost.<br />She feels her <strong>heart Drop.</strong><br />The only thing Constant in her life seems to have just hit the floor.<br />Nothing feels real to her anymore.<br /><br />Reality must have ran away along with<span style="font-size:130%;"> <strong>Everything</strong>.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">All she has left now are her thoughts.</div><div align="center">Yeah She keeps those locked away.</div><div align="center"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">That's</span> how she likes them.</div><div align="center">so she just sits there....</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and Thinks.</span></div>Christina Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266009137787806033noreply@blogger.com0