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LADY


Sacha. Hayley.
Fifteen.
Jonas is the sex.
Brendon Urie turns me on.
I can be such a poet at times.



DESIRES


A fucking Gibson SG Standard.
An exact replica of Nicholas Jerry Jonas. [I accept the actual person too.]
A voice like Demi Lovato's.
My ten cent coin I dropped in the drain.



EXPLORE


abraham;mr know it all
alycia;onefour
amandacher
ameera;bestfriend!
amerie;my lovely bastard
beat;my babe
dance ensemble
EEZIL!(:
ivan;mr Chelsea FC
jananee
janice;gymer
Jonas Brothers Singapore Fansite
kelynn
kenneth;the boy who bugs me on linking him
liz;evil twin
marie;sexaye
monss
nadine;my screwed up sister
nana;mr naboo and miss pretaye
onefive
reyanna; little miss cousin
SALT;st annes church
Shari;most awesomest junior<3
stefanie
valerieSING


SPEAK







Monday, January 19, 2009


I woke up at three in the morning,

for these three little gorgeous bums.

Talk about obsessive.

Today was officially the best day of 2009 so far. Live Chat baby. 5pm Eastern America, which was 6am over here. Slept at 12am, woke up at 3am then went on the chat. It was filled to the maximum. When they came on at 6am, there were over 100 000 people on the website. Insane Obsessive Jonas Disorder fans.

They were thirty minutes late, mind you. The whole damn site kept freezing up due to overload of people. They sang like five songs. Please Be Mine, Hello Beautiful/Love Bug, Free Fallin' and some song with Honor's Society. It totally made my morning.

Was late to school. But honestly, who gives a damn? It's freaking Jonas we're talking about.



Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard
That pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't even act like I was mad
Yeah I live for little moments like that

Well that's just like last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector in the house was goin' off
And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not to let her see me laugh
Yeah I live for little moments like that

I know she's not perfect but she tries so hard for me
And I thank god that she isn't 'cause how boring would that be
It's the little imperfections it's the sudden change in plans
When she misreads the directions and we're lost but holdin' hands
Yeah I live for little moments like that

When she's layin' on my shoulder on the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep so does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it 'cause it's tinglin' and it's numb
But she looks so much like an angel that I don't wanna wake her up
Yeah I live for little moments
When she steals my heart again and doesn't even know it
Yeah I live for little moments like that


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