I remember
Good girl, sad boy, big city, wrong choices
We had one thing goin' on, I swear that it was somethin'
'Cause I don't remember who I was before you painted all my nights
A color I've searched for since, but one thing after another
Fuckin' situations, circumstances, miscommunications
And I have to say, by the way I just may like some explanations
Can I ask you a question?
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room
And every single one of your friends was makin' fun of you
But 15 seconds later, they were clappin' too?
Then what did you do?
Did you leave her house in the middle of the night? (Oh)
Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh
When she said it was too much?
Do you wish you could still touch her? It's just a question
Half-moon eyes, bad surprise, did you realize out of time?
She was on your mind with some dickhead guy
That you saw that night, but you were on somethin'
It was one drink after another
Fuckin' politics and gender roles, and you're not sure and I don't know
Got swept away in the gray, I just may like to have a conversation
Can I ask you a question?
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room
And every single one of your friends was makin' fun of you
But 15 seconds later they were clappin' too?
Then what did you do?
Did you leave her house in the middle of the night? (Oh)
Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh
When she said it was too much?
Do you wish you could still touch her? It's just a question
Does it feel like everything's just like second best after that meteor strike?
And what's that-that I heard? That you're still with her?
That's nice, I'm sure that's what's suitable and right, but tonight
Can I ask you a question? (Can I ask you a question?)
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room (in a crowded room)
And every single one of your friends was makin' fun of you (makin' fun of you)
But 15 seconds later, they were clappin' too?
Then what did you do? (Do)
Did you leave her house in the middle of the night? (Oh)
Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh (fight)
When she said it was too much?
Do you wish you could still touch her? It's just a question
Puslapis yra pramoginis. Kalbinti jo narius galima ir reikia. Gaivinti ir plesti temas galima ir reikia. Apstu vietos saviraiskai ir idomioms mintims, pastebejimams, polemikai. Reikia kurybos fantazijos iniciatyvos entuziazmo idejuaktyvumo drasos.
Kai bus griezta atranka su tokiais tavo isvardintais kriterijais kad patekt i tokia bendruomene kruta, laikysiu egzamona.. o dabar kol kas cia tokios tvarkos nesama.
Jei kam įdomu, ką AI mano skirtingais klausimais, tas žmogus pats to AI pasiklaus. Nebūtina kiekvieną savo diskusiją su AI raportuoti čia, nes TAI NIEKAM NĖRA ĮDOMU. Tamsta gal ir turi žiupsnelį savikritiškumo, bet nesugeba į tai atsižvelgti ir keistis.
Nebent tai kažkokia savirefleksija, kur tamsta tiesiog sau dėstote savo mintis. Bet to nebūtina publikuoti, tą ir galima daryti sau, o prieš publikuojant verta pagalvoti, ar tai bus įdomu bendruomenei. Tamsta visai neturite bendruomeniškumo jausmo.