"Tonight for a dream i want to see your shiny shoes squeeking on my vinal floor made of wood. Then tomorrow, when I awake, I wan to hang out with yoru indingo behemoth, walkign down the fence. When its nightitme again and the sun is shining overhead, then we'll kiss and event hough you have no heart, you'll love me. I want to dream again of you, sitting their in the freezer while you a fever of 103 degrees. I love you even though you've lost your mind." -Misty:writton 2003 Much love
So, youlike my stuff? My English Comp professor thinks it's stupid. He's says all I write is "ridiculous nonsense" - i think he doesn't read it... like- he reads it, but hedoesn't get it- there's ameaning behund ever word i type
i realy enjoyed it too, i love the last sentace it realy sumed it all up in my haed.i love that feeling when a pice of wrighting or a song realy comes together like that did n gives you sort of fuzzy feeling(like a mini shiver) it's hard too put the feeling in too words, its proably best not put in words but thats what i got from ur pice.realy enjoyed it
well if he thinks its stupid he won't like my stuff lol http://hipforums.com/forums/showthread.php?t=26769 one of my posts of crazy stuff lol, hes just not open minded otherwise he would see your talent
Oh- I'm so glad you liked it!! I know the feeling your talking about. I get it when I hear people signing ballads and their voices are very powerful.... it kinda makes me wanna cry. Thanks for your support, I'll write more soon)
