I want to live on an island, all alone. In a nice yellow house, with some vines on the windows. And i'd relax for the rest of my life, and wander around my island. I'd be the only soul. No one to bother me, no one to talk to me. No one to impress, no one watching me. No one to laugh at me, no one to tease me. No one to ever love me. And not once would I ever, attempt to leave that island. Even if that meant, I'd be all alone. As long as I wasn't. Lonely.