Miss Louise Ivy- You don’t need to know about me as I am just a picture on your screen. I’m 20 years old and I live in England, UK. It is cold and wet so I don’t recommend it. I am straight. I have 6 piercings in my ears and 7 tattoos one on my wrist, two on my back just under my bra strap and one on my lower back, one on each hip and one on each foot, there will be more really soon. I drive a red saxo with a butterfly sticker on the boot because it is cute. I love my car and driving is good as long as the music is loud and the windows are down. I love going out clubbing so long as I have my closest girls around me. I have changed a lot in the last couple of years and people who really knew me then and now can tell and if people don’t like it then I don’t have time for them because they obviously are not happy for me so fuck them because I am happier and a better person I have also learnt a lot about people and I no longer trust many people, I only trust the ones close to my heart as I have been let down to many times and to many people have hurt me.
Love-I am single & I don't want random people hitting on me.x.
When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry, And curse at the wind, He broke his own heart, And I watched, As he tried to reassemble it, And my momma swore that, She would never let herself forget, And that was the day that I promised, I'd never sing of love, If it does not exist, But darlin', You are the only exception, You are the only exception, You are the only exception, You are the only exception, Maybe I know, Somewhere,Deep in my soul, That love never lasts, And we've got to find other ways, To make it alone, Or keep a straight face, And I've always lived like this, Keeping a comfortable, distance, And up until now, I had sworn to myself that I'm content, With loneliness, Because none of it was ever worth the risk, You are the only exception, You are the only exception,You are the only exception, You are the only exception,
I've got a tight grip on reality, but I can't, Let go of what's in front of me here, I know you're leaving in the morning, when you wake up, Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream, You are the only exception, You are the only exception, You are the only exception, You are the only exception, And I'm on my way to believing, Oh, and I'm on my way to believing.
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
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