Que me Quedes Tú
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Nananana.
Tell Me what It's About.
Show Me What It's Like
Let Me taste The Miracle
Son profil
Boyzz-and-Allstars
Je L'aime encore.
14 ans
Ze houdt vn jou
Belgique
But Time goes by; & you get used to everything.
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# Posté le samedi 25 avril 2009 16:30
Modifié le dimanche 15 novembre 2009 09:36
Move along.
Don't Cry.. Say Fuck You & Smile :)
# Posté le vendredi 25 avril 2008 15:03
Modifié le samedi 25 octobre 2008 13:32
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The Perfect Boyfriend.
He would scream 'I Love You' down the halls, not caring who heard him. He'd go on a walk with me in 40°C weather, hot chocolate in one hand, my hand in his other. He'd sing out loud to any song, even if I called him retarded. He'd let me sing out loud, and won't call me Weird. He'll sit outside with me on my front step, because their's nothing to do, and he won't say he's bored once. He'll let me look like crap, wearing a big t-shirt and shorts and still call me beautiful. He'd write me thousand of notes everyday at school. He'd come to my house at nine in the morning to wake me up in the weekends. He'll take me to the park and push me on the swings. He won't be shy around my family, but act like he's a part of it. He'll argue with my friends that he loves me more. He'll keep every single promise that he makes. He'd run up, and hug me whenever he sees me. He won't be scared to dance in front of me, or act retarded. He'll spend my birthday with me, and my crazy family. He'd rent all the chick's flicks he knows of, and watch them with me when I'm inside, sick. He picks his friends over me sometimes. He'll remember Our anniversaries before I do. He'll call me at night before I go to bed, just so he knows he's the last voice I hear. He'd push my hair away when it's in my face. He'll carry my books at school, even if he already has to carry his own. He wears my favorite shirt of him every Monday. A boy, who won't ask me what's wrong when I look sad, he'll just kiss me on the forehead. He'll give me his sweatshirt, even if he's freezing, and he won't make me feel Guilty about it. He'd never get jealous, because he already knows I love him more than anything. And when he says forever, he means it, no matter what.
* There's Someone on my mind*
# Posté le mardi 20 mai 2008 14:27
Modifié le jeudi 16 octobre 2008 13:16
I don't know what's coming over you, You're not the guy I thought I knew.
Well, once I'll say no,
Like I should have done a long time ago
I'll turn you my back,
Tell you I'm sick of all your lies,
that I'm gonna move on,
&& Then I won't cry,
I'll leave, without saying goodbye.
Once I'll make you mad.
Just not yet..
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# Posté le samedi 24 mai 2008 07:59
Modifié le samedi 25 octobre 2008 14:01
Lalalalalove.
Arms Are for Hugging.
Boys Are For kissing.
Sluts Are for dissing
And best friends are for
when the boy is kissing
the slut and You really need
A hug (l)
:)
Boys Are For kissing.
Sluts Are for dissing
And best friends are for
when the boy is kissing
the slut and You really need
A hug (l)
:)
# Posté le mercredi 24 septembre 2008 11:51
Modifié le jeudi 16 octobre 2008 13:17
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