Ayer llovio en Santa Monica, fue una noche hermosa, y pense para mi, I could get used to live here
could i?
Entonces aparecen esos fantasmas
Where's the real sky?
and they remaind me ... I don't belong here ... maybe never will
i wish i'd belong here, and then again not! I don't wanna be like them, I don't wanna be like anybody
i wish i'd belong here, and then again not! I don't wanna be like them, I don't wanna be like anybody
I met a guy named Mark, he was an asshole
fuckin Varsity letter
why does my luck follow me everywhere?
Soy tan mal agradecida? que me dare por vencida cuando aun no empiezo?
Why am i telling you this?
Where's my elizabethtown?
Will I ever stop being a substitute person?
La vida continua, no pierdas las esperanzas, no me castigues pues eres my olny one
I'm sure the view from heaven...beats the hell out of mine here
Are you proud of your little girl?
Aun las llevo conmigo, aun me siento linda aveces, aun puedo
I can I can I promise
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cuantas entradas son???
te voy a echar de menos...
ni te imaginas cuanto u.u
pero me dijiste q me escribirias
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