Woman love little and often. Men much and rarely. |
My heart belongs to what's-his-face |
I tried not to fall in love with you. |
Love is like breathing, if you stop you will die |
Sometimes Ill look cold just so you'll hold me |
I think I could be madly in like with you. |
So there's this boy |
Boy: guess what |
I can finally listen to the song that we said was "ours" and not cry, though I still cant help but think of you. At least I got somewhere... |
Me: what did u do last night? |