You ask my opinion I gave it quite often I
it filled up the space with the things that we'd say.
But this time it's different your'e asking no questions you're suddenly absent I've got no reason I don't know you're motives it seems that you're distant. I thought that there was something wrong with my face.
I'm endlessly chirping I'm constantly searching I whistle when I ride my bike I smile at the girls I like their haircuts and fashions it makes me go batty I turn into putty with just the right phrasing manners and grammer of upmost importance. Makes me go wild when the things that you write convey all emotion through punctuation.