CHERRY MONROE LYRICS

"Anything"

I feel your eyes on my back
Making the attack
Its easier to stab me
When i'm not looking
How could you do this to me?

I feel your skin on mine
This is our last goodbye
The hardest part of letting go
Are the things i'll never know
How could you do this to me?
How could you do this when...

Id do anything
Id do anything..anything..

For you i would die just to breathe you
For you i would scream just to hear you
For you i would burn just to feel you
I'm dying..i'm screaming

Till my last dying breath
I have fought til the end
Hear my ghost of truth
Let these words haunt you
How could you do this to me?
How could you do this wehn...

I'd do anything, id do anything...anything...

For you i would die just to breathe you
For you i would scream just to hear you
For you i would burn just to

You just turn and walk away
You just turn and walk away

And we fall
And we bleed
And we lie
And we cheat
Ive been cut too deep
Ive been losing sleep
Brought down to my knees
As i beg and plead
You just turn your back turn your back on...me

I have one word - BOLLYWOOD - 'Tis amazing! Have had dos much fun dancing again, making up the dances for thr film Kuch uch hota Hai - been minted! But i am soooo tired and my legs hurt! alot! ... it's just been FUN Fun FUN!

Father's day today.. BAH! I'm reading this book called the badmother's handbook. It is so tocuhing and makes me cry alot... yes more than 'the child called 'it'.'' - It's about a single woman living in london, fashinable, unable to keep a steady boyfriend, like's one of her clients, drinks etc. And then her best friend from highschool dies and now she is left with 2 young kids, as she is the guardian. Her life turned upside down and suddenly she finds she cannot do things that normally she could do. But i find that a bit like being a teenager, especially in the RAF. Uprooted and moved all the time, given responsibilities your not ready for, Havign a steady life that's almost enjoyable and then you find you have exams... a stressy shit head of boyfriend etc. I guess i am ranting but the book amazing!

Also a funny book or the girlies to read... where have all the boys gone? - amazing funny book (not a girly book either). But v.v.v.humerous!

First day of year 13!!! whoop whoop! Though i feel so old... almost on the point of wrinklyness. Well there was literally no point me goin in to school today... i only have offically two lessons on a red monday... 1st 2 but psychology teacher did not turn up... and sociology teacher is away in france with year 7's. What is the fucking point! well happy teachers let me drop Pe! yay.... Mr Mccombe was actually nice about it. SHOCK HOrror!!!! o well.. bibi xx

I got a heart full, of rubberbands
That keep... getting....caught on...things!
But I can't make me love you
And you can't make me either
Patience Boy I need it
I can't make me love you

There is
Something exciting about leaving everything behind
There is something
Deep and pulling leaving everything behind
Something about having everthing
You think you'll ever need
Sitting in the seat next to you

Gift Wrapped fwendies.

Butterfly Boucher - I Can't Make Me

Butterfly Boucher, another white dash.

I love my life when i get random phone calls from best mates when they are away on holiday and they tell me the joys of going furniture shopping for five hour's with their old age pensioner grand parent. It is even better when you wake up in the morning realise you don't have work nor school and you can just roll over and go back to sleep. I like to over use the word 'sweetie' and occasionally 'asshat'. I love it more when im just drunk enough to enjoy myslef with this new found confidence, though maybe not so much later when i've had too much to drink or in the morning. I love going to work having broom fights and getting customers to bet that i will win. I like to play monopoly and win... even when i cheat with the money. I like it when i go to partie's, like kirsti's BBQ, and make random video's on my mobile and take random photos of the Buck's gang being loonies. I like Getting on a bus or train on the way to northumberland to see matey's, it's so exciting. I like Smiling and like it when you realise that your mates would do anything for you.

I hate... I repeat hate hearing about how bad you life is mate! Seriously when will people understand that i just don't care anymore, i do not have to therefore the responsibility has flown away to a far away plcace. All you do is tell em how shite life is, well guess what; I already learnt that the hard way... do you not rememeber when i was 12?! 'Dick Shit.' Yes life can be a bit of a bastard, life at home is a bit awkard at time - tell me what teenagers home isn't? - and yes your dad dying is a terrible thing. There are children in the world with no Father's, no Mother's and no friend's. At least you still have friends, family if you need them, your family have always pulled through despite what you say.
I hate the fact you lie to me and your friends. It is particularily petty that you have so many oppotunities that pass you by, and when i explain to you about them; you just make up an excuse, that fits, so that it is someone else's fault. It is ALWAYS someone else fault. Well I try to believe in the idea of fate and 'self-forefilling prophecies', it does nto work both ways, if everyone makes life so damn difficult for you then they have their own agenda and influences. This is also results in you making choices (deciding your own fate), which means whatever happens to you affects other people and also concurs that you have fucked your own fucking life up.
I am sorry i was neevr a supportive enough girlfriend, i did cheat, i did lie, i was depressed when i couldn't help it. I did cut but i watched you ever day blame someone else, i watched you everyday kill yourself with drink and cigarette's and everyday i died inside for you. I'm sorry if i cannot understand you. But i think you really have to learn to deal with this... Becuase i have has to deal with shit... it's up to me to make things better and visa versa.
Good Bye.

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The Special People. - cos im so scrummy and special!

                            Fucktarded, spankin' diddler shit off!!!! YEAH BABEY

-----> welcome to my humble abode!!! you
will se me in the booooodwoir!

Just because you know i pimp better than you ever could! my best chums from bucks!!!
pimpin. the. sexual. bucks. possi. + pimpin. the. bucks. possi.2

Back in the good old days... fings to remember

RANT.... because you know it makes sense...

Slogan's...... Yes you too can sloganise and laugh with the fool...

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- - - ->''T'aint the point, Sugar. You Tinkerbelled him. (Ooh-er), and that is a sin''
- - - -> ''Then Sinner i shall be... Sin One Shall''

                  one day my aunt told me i was a 'randy' guinea pig... make sense i suppose

                                   The. Shit.
                                  I. Seriously.  Over. Use. The. Word. Sweetie.
                                  I. <3 Blowing. Kishes.
                                  I. <3. My. Fwendies.... They. Are. Fools. Just. Like. Moi.
                                  Boofed. Up. Hair.
                                  LouLou-Bel's. Smurf. Voice. Without. Doubt Makes. Me. Go. All. Goofy.
                                  [stealing beauty]s is my DEVOTED lover.... huggles sweetiepie x.x.x
                                  She.[ACCOUNT DELETED.]] Is. My 'Dippy. Porkupine. Princess.'
                                  Lime. Green. && Pink. Are. V.V.Captivating.
                                  && The. Statement. Of. The. Week. - ''Hands That Do Dishes Can Be Soft As Your Winky.''


Tee Hee.

Boofed.

http://elftown.lysator.liu.se/_Pseudo%20HTML%20pro - to rememeebr for html

It has been a long time, since i have to reside myself to right again. I know i can't dissapoint my parent's anymore... they see how hard i work to try and get where i want to be. But it just seems like a levels are far above me. I cannot really explain, I'm just scared to let myself down. I'm not supposed to think like this and i am certainly not supposed to feel this weak. I make jokes like: ''Guess what mr cornish (after the 6th time he tried to explain sexual reproduction in plants) i give up... i'm just going to be a Hobo. Could be fun.'' But in simple terms i just do not wanna be me anymore. I hate the pressure and i hate the feeling like i'm never going to aspire to what i want to be. Which sucks i guess, as Mullin's tells me ''it's not crying it's called a breakdown Jess'' - but i have no faith in myself. I will be utterly amazed if i manage to pull this off. I so desperatly just want to start again because then i feel i have the time... it seems time is running out for me.
I couldn't stop the crying. I couldn't stop the harsh thing spinng arund in my head, you all tell me it's the stress, just seems like i cannot believe in myself anymore. I resign.

I Hate when people are nieve ... says the person who is the most niave person i know.. who never excepts his blame and makes it everyone elses fault.. hmmmmmmm i Guess he Hates Himself