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             If i told you things i did before, 
             told you how i used to be, 
             would you go along with someone like me 
             if you knew my story word for word 
             had all of my history 
             would you go along with someone like me 
             it doesn’t matter what you did 
             who you were hanging with 
             we could stick around and see this night through 

             usually when things has gone this far 
             people tend to disappear 
             no one will surprise me unless you do 
             i can tell there’s something goin’ on 
             hours seems to disappear 
             everyone is leaving i’m still with you 
             it doesn’t matter what we do 
             where we are going too 
             we can stick around and see this night through 

             and we don’t care about the young folks 
             talkin’ ‘bout the young style 
             and we don’t care about the old folks 
             talkin’ ‘bout the old style too 
             and we don’t care about their own faults 
             talkin’ ‘bout our own style 
             all we care ‘bout is talking 
             talking only me and you 
             talking only me and you 

I know it’s late now
I know I ought to go
Ride in your car now but please
don’t drop me home
My head’s so heavy,
could this be all a dream?
Promise me ‘maybe’s
and say things you don’t mean

maybe all I want is a constant freshness. someone who’d ask about my day, everyday. who’d still say hello and not treat my existence as a matter-of-a-fact thing. maybe that’s all we need. to be sure that feelings don’t wear out with time.

Never been one for luxury bags (does this count?) but this Céline bag I do covet.