
I heard you cried last night.
mood like a pendulum.
hates to see dust.
shut up if you think you're cute.
pick up a book, moron!
title: come on man! Sister: I'm gonna play you your favourite song. Me: *excited* Sister: Here you go. Me: Fuck! Why are you listening to him? His voice is so so so HIGH!!! Sister: But it's a happy song. Me: I know but his voice is too high for this song to continue being a happy song. Silence Me: How come you dont find his voice irritating but you find mine irritating and always hang up on me after 10 minutes of tele-conversation? His pitch and voice are high. Mine's only my pitch. Sister: Cause he's cute and you're not. Me: Fuck you Ginny Chua. Labels: music |
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