Wednesday, January 16, 2008

The joys of being brokenhearted

Not sure what to do yet. Not sure where to go. But this is appropriate.
Apologize


I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say..

That it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
(But that's nothing new)
Yeah yeah

I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue
And you say
Sorry like an angel, heavens not the thing for you,
But I'm afraid

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologizes, it's too late
Woahooo woah

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah

I'm holding your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground...

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Introduction

Guess I should get down to work on this things.

Hi! I'm Carrie. I'm 29 years old and I'm a dancer at the Velvet Manor club as well as a dancer at Rayz-2 starting on Friday. I love to hang out with friends, shop for clothes and stuff, and hit the funnest clubs to dance and have fun.