sábado, 11 de septiembre de 2010
domingo, 5 de septiembre de 2010
Another shot of Whisky and I can't stop looking at the door, wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before...
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind, for me it happens all the time...
It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I want to hug you now, I said I wouldn't call you, but I lost all control and I need you now...
jueves, 19 de agosto de 2010
miércoles, 11 de agosto de 2010
sábado, 26 de junio de 2010
Love
Talking of love, Wow!... I love, love... Love is like your best friend that you don’t see a lot. You know they’re always there but they’re just hard to get hold of. And when you do finally find them, it’s just great and you want to hug them and never let them go...
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