The vocals are not exactly great, but its got the rough metro station feel that i love anyways.
You are young and so am I. And this is wrong, but who am I to judge You feel like heaven when we touch I guess for me this is enough
We're one mistake from being together But let's not ask why it's not right You won't be seventeen forever And we can get away with this tonight
You are young and I am scared You're wise beyond your years, but I don't care And I can feel your heartbeat You know exactly where to take me
Will you remember me You ask me as I leave Remember what I said Oh how could I, oh how could I forget
It's sad how time passes so fast, so fast that some decisions are regretted.
I'll just say: do what you want to do, go to fashion school, runaway from home, get tons of boyfriends and girlfriends, fall out of love, wear a funny hat, paint your nails neon pink.
You won't be seventeen forever.
on a lighter note: more stuff i bought. heehee. yes. shoes AGAIN.
there was brown, blue and black.
at 23 bucks i don't see why not.
classic black patent mini heels
i thought these would be the perfect shoes for
days when i'm feeling like a pair of black skinnies and white singlet.
ink blue and green, which i poured black into
and now its a mucky green.
i'm never gonna get the royal dark green i want.
see? this is why i want a pair of dark green skinnies and a earthly top to match it with.
let's not forget my obsession with baby pink oxfords, salvatore ferragamo varino's.
varino's cost like 760 bucks? phew.
no baby pink skinnies around. sadly.
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Hello
Name: Jocelyn Ko Shiya
Age: 20
Status: Bored
Attached: Yes
Foodie: Yes
Interests: Baking, Cooking, Reading, Writing, Designing, Television, Roller-Coasters, Cold Weather, Clothes, Bags, Shoes, Coats, Travelling, Music, Quirky People
Not big on: Exhaust Fumes, Taxi Drivers, Queues, Cold Food, Stingy Men, Ungentlemenly Men, Boring School, Periods
The vocals are not exactly great, but its got the rough metro station feel that i love anyways.
You are young and so am I. And this is wrong, but who am I to judge You feel like heaven when we touch I guess for me this is enough
We're one mistake from being together But let's not ask why it's not right You won't be seventeen forever And we can get away with this tonight
You are young and I am scared You're wise beyond your years, but I don't care And I can feel your heartbeat You know exactly where to take me
Will you remember me You ask me as I leave Remember what I said Oh how could I, oh how could I forget
It's sad how time passes so fast, so fast that some decisions are regretted.
I'll just say: do what you want to do, go to fashion school, runaway from home, get tons of boyfriends and girlfriends, fall out of love, wear a funny hat, paint your nails neon pink.
You won't be seventeen forever.
on a lighter note: more stuff i bought. heehee. yes. shoes AGAIN.
there was brown, blue and black.
at 23 bucks i don't see why not.
classic black patent mini heels
i thought these would be the perfect shoes for
days when i'm feeling like a pair of black skinnies and white singlet.
ink blue and green, which i poured black into
and now its a mucky green.
i'm never gonna get the royal dark green i want.
see? this is why i want a pair of dark green skinnies and a earthly top to match it with.
let's not forget my obsession with baby pink oxfords, salvatore ferragamo varino's.
