Baby, you've got the sort of laugh that waters me And makes me grow tall and strong and proud and flattens me I find you stunning, but you are running me down My love's too big for you my love And if I was stronger then I would tell you no And if I was stronger then I will leave this show And if I was stronger then I would up and go But here I am and here we go again Baby, you've got the sort of eyes that tell me tales That your sort of mouth just will not say, the truth impales That you don't need me, but you won't leave me
Breathe, go to a mirror, take a step back, close your eyes big breath in, slow release, open, look, smile, compliment, thumbs up and hit life hard. Because really, what more can you do?
I find it a little bit funny how breaks during the school year are like muting your life for a while but summer break is like turning the volume up louder
Tip: don't look up "johnlock" on google images. During computer lab. In a room full of your female puritan classmates. My friend learned that the hard way -_-