viernes, 29 de abril de 2011

Miss Bipolar (¿Por qué me haces esto a mi?)

She was amazing, she, my dream, my sunshine.
She said everything about u, we're weird, we're such different persons since we met in the past.
Wet, cold and hot, she gave me everything and she takes it back from me.
She look at my eyes, I can't see anything.
She's a sweet bitch.

I am such a dick, a gorgeous dick.

She's like heaven, and she turns into hell so suddenly so unadviced.way

Now that one is my bipolar, my bride, by the I feel bipolar too, maybe that's the way our love/hate runs through
Love you, hate you.

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