And now that commercial's on. Creepy.What the hell is going on here?
when i would feast like this, i used to have a troupe of minstrels to serenade me
And now that commercial's on. Creepy.What the hell is going on here?
when i would feast like this, i used to have a troupe of minstrels to serenade me
If you intend thus to disdain,Alas, my love, that you should own
A heart of wanton vanity,
So must I meditate alone
Upon your insincerity.
Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity.
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so, I still remain
A lover in captivity.
If you intend thus to disdain,Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity.
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so, I still remain
A lover in captivity.
My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
Well, I will pray to God on high,If you intend thus to disdain,
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so, I still remain
A lover in captivity.
My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
They set thee up, they took thee down,
They served thee with humility;
Thy foot might not once touch the ground,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu,Well, I will pray to God on high,My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
They set thee up, they took thee down,
They served thee with humility;
Thy foot might not once touch the ground,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.
that thou my constancy mayst see,
And that yet once before I die,
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me.
Nope.
I tend to not do that.
Anti-social are you?I know, but my family is used to it. Considering my family normally calls me when I'm at work, it's their own fault.
They left a voicemail. They were awake eating cereal for some reason, and they were bored. They figured that while they were awake they'd try to call me "during my hours."
I'm not interested. I really don't like talking on the phone at all, especially for no good reason.
Anti-social? I spend most of my nights out with friends. And I don't mind phone calls when I know there is a reason for them, like figuring out plans with someone. But I hate just having random phone conversations. I'm single. I don't need to put up with that shit.
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