Sunday 4 December 2011 photo 2/2
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So I sing rain, rain go away, come again another day,
When I say it’s okay to give a little hell to pay.
And every single time you make your way into my sheets,
The hours move to minutes, the days turn into weeks.
And I know you’re so cool, but I must be a fool,
for taking you in and letting you win control of my heart.
And every single time you make your way into my sheets,
The hours move to minutes, the days turn into weeks.
Oh, I know all about your type
You’re the type of girl that texts all day and talks all night.
And Oh, I know, that you are feeling sad.
I don’t feel bad, cause' even after 3 text messages, 4 missed calls,
You still slept with my best friend
Annons
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Anonymous
Sun 4 Dec 2011 23:55
Fake eller riktig spiderbite? :O
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