3 de mayo de 2011

Love hurts whether it's right or wrong. I can't stop, because I'm having too much fun. All my life I've been good, but now I'm thinking what the hell. All I want is to mess around and I don't really care about. If you love me, if you hate me. You can save me. So what if I go out on a million dates? You never call or listen to me anyway. I'd rather rage than sit around and wait all day . Don't get me wrong...I just need some time to play. I just need to be a little crazy.

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