i like happy songs

don't you worry, there my honey
we might not have any money
but we've got our love to pay the bills

maybe I think you're cute and funny,
maybe I wanna do what bunnies do with you,
if you know what I mean

Oh, let's get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of France
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there, you and I, you and I, you and I,

well you might be a bit confused
and you might be a little bit bruised
but baby how we spoon like no one else
so I will help you read those books
if you will soothe my worried looks
and we will put the lonesome on the shelf

oh lets get rich and buy our parents homes in the South of France
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I, you and I

oh, lets get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I, you and I

that is completely unlike anything i'd normally listen to, and normally i cant tolerate shit like that.

but that song makes me so happy, and i learnt it so i could sing it to my mormon (:

but on a darker side, its so bad that when you were holding me in my room, i thought of him, and cried. i don't think you noticed. i hope you didn't. i like you so much, but old memories are always going to pop up, and i'm so afraid of hurting you. I don't want to at all. and what if you hurt me?

relationships are so hard, and mines only a day long.

i want us to be like the song.