Pictures of last night, ended up online.I'm screwed, Oh well.
It's a black top blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled
Last Friday night, yeah we danced on tabletops and we took too many shots, think we kissed but I forgot
Last Friday night, yeah I think we broke the law. Always say we're gonna stop-op, this Friday Night

He was a boy, she was a girl.Can I make it anymore obvious? He was a punk, she did ballet.What more can I say? He wanted her, she'd never tell. Secretly she wanted him as well. But all of her friends, stuck up their nose. They had a problem with his baggy of clothes. He was a skater boy, she said, "See ya later boy" He wasn't good enough for her, she had a pretty face.But her head was up in space. She needed to come back down to earth

" If you life ended right now, could you say that you lived it the way you wanted ? "

Tengo miedo a equivocarme, a sufrir ser lastimada, equivocarme es algo humano pero amarte es un pecado -

¿ Where is the love ?