Feel your love
Could This Be Love
Do you think there's something funny about this scenario
We ain't spent a minute apart since the day we said hello
I adore your conversation and your vibe's so sensual
Are you feeling my connection
I just wanna know
Got me holdin' on for dear life thinkin' if I'll win or lose
Cause I'm feelin' so light headed from the freaky shit you do
Has to be an explanation what is good but I'm confused
Fantasy or reality
No, I don't have a clue
Boy you got me thinkin' I'm in love with you but
Still I'm wonderin' if you feel it too
My heart just skips a beat whenever I'm with you
Could this be love
Can't get you out of my mind
Could this be love
Your touch gives me butterflies
Could this be love
Should it be?
Could it be?
Help me solve this mystery
Could this be love
- written by Janet Jackson, Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis
- performed by Janet Jackson
- taken from the 'Damita Jo' era
Such a beautiful night. Spent the night at my parents place... Had dinner... Laughed and laughed. It's smokey outside from the bush fires. It's going to be a hazy day tomorrow. I still don't feel the Christmas spirit. Everyone else is going mad about Christmas gifts. It seems like everyone is eating their heads from the inside out. And stressing about spending money they don't have.
I feel odd because I'm so relaxed. I just want to have a nice Christmas day. To see my mum happy. To enjoy the company of everyone I love... not worrying about whether my friends will like the gifts I bought them. They'll be fine. When do you really ever hate gifts? Scratch that. Paulina, don't respond.
Just let the day sail around. And sail away for another year.
We sat around the table tonight talking about investment, money and so forth. Mum had a heart attack when she found out I actually did invest. She had no idea. We joked about how Mum never knew anything that happened with the money she earnt. Dad would just take it and put it away... Embezzle. Lol.
The three wicked witches (aka aunties) are coming down to Melbourne for Christmas, driving down... in my aunty's Merc. Devi and I joked about how Asian they would look with their D&G bags, their new weaves and their sunglasses, with my Uncle snoring up against the window... cruising down the Hume. It will be an interesting Christmas.
What am I going to wear?
I drove home tonight listening to Janet's 'Could This Be Love' which is such a funky and uplifting song. The lyrics are cute and everytime I hear it, I just beam with a smile. I nod my head to the beat and sing with full heart. It's so beautifully coy and sensual. Ahh. Summer with Brad. Can't wait for January. Chilling out. Good times. It's so good to have him so close.
Do you think there's something funny about this scenario
We ain't spent a minute apart since the day we said hello
I adore your conversation and your vibe's so sensual
Are you feeling my connection
I just wanna know
Got me holdin' on for dear life thinkin' if I'll win or lose
Cause I'm feelin' so light headed from the freaky shit you do
Has to be an explanation what is good but I'm confused
Fantasy or reality
No, I don't have a clue
Boy you got me thinkin' I'm in love with you but
Still I'm wonderin' if you feel it too
My heart just skips a beat whenever I'm with you
Could this be love
Can't get you out of my mind
Could this be love
Your touch gives me butterflies
Could this be love
Should it be?
Could it be?
Help me solve this mystery
Could this be love
- written by Janet Jackson, Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis
- performed by Janet Jackson
- taken from the 'Damita Jo' era
Such a beautiful night. Spent the night at my parents place... Had dinner... Laughed and laughed. It's smokey outside from the bush fires. It's going to be a hazy day tomorrow. I still don't feel the Christmas spirit. Everyone else is going mad about Christmas gifts. It seems like everyone is eating their heads from the inside out. And stressing about spending money they don't have.
I feel odd because I'm so relaxed. I just want to have a nice Christmas day. To see my mum happy. To enjoy the company of everyone I love... not worrying about whether my friends will like the gifts I bought them. They'll be fine. When do you really ever hate gifts? Scratch that. Paulina, don't respond.
Just let the day sail around. And sail away for another year.
We sat around the table tonight talking about investment, money and so forth. Mum had a heart attack when she found out I actually did invest. She had no idea. We joked about how Mum never knew anything that happened with the money she earnt. Dad would just take it and put it away... Embezzle. Lol.
The three wicked witches (aka aunties) are coming down to Melbourne for Christmas, driving down... in my aunty's Merc. Devi and I joked about how Asian they would look with their D&G bags, their new weaves and their sunglasses, with my Uncle snoring up against the window... cruising down the Hume. It will be an interesting Christmas.
What am I going to wear?
I drove home tonight listening to Janet's 'Could This Be Love' which is such a funky and uplifting song. The lyrics are cute and everytime I hear it, I just beam with a smile. I nod my head to the beat and sing with full heart. It's so beautifully coy and sensual. Ahh. Summer with Brad. Can't wait for January. Chilling out. Good times. It's so good to have him so close.

1 Comments:
aaaaah good times!
and dont forget the cruise through GREAT OCEAN ROAD to spend a night or two with me and my slack ass boyfriend.
good times!
we can tan and drink and tan and talk about drinking and tanning and sex and drinking....
love you dean.
good times x
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