miércoles, 18 de marzo de 2009



When all you wanted

Was to be wanted

Wish you could go back
And tell yourself what you know now


Cuz when you're fifteen, somebody tells you they love you

You're gonna believe them

And when you're fifteen

Don't forget to look before you fall

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Flor Perrino dijo...

esa foto la robaste de MI nota de imágenes del facebok ¬¬ ajajajaja

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The things I do for love.

When words became unimportant
That was when I understood
I was happy to have met you.
And somewhere in that time,
Silenty and softly, like feathers,
The snow began to fall.