Nem sempre o seu Anjo pode te ajudar, as vezes ele tem os problemas dele para resolver tabém, mas não por isso que vc vai ser ingrato com ele,: Ele já te ajudou muitas vezes en agora que ele não pode te ajudar, você não pode dizer para ele que você está decepicionado com ele. As pessoas são assim vc as ajuda um milhão de vezes e quando vc não pode ajudar eles esquecem tudo o q vc fez e te viram a cara.
Trying to be an artist, but I'm better at being a thug. Tentando ser artista, mas o destino é ser vândalo.
segunda-feira, 26 de setembro de 2011
I can not wait to tell you the truth . Surely worth worth much unless the wounds that remain for eternity . I wish our story was a happy song and not dominated . But you did everything to destroy what was combined Even feeling hollow inside , empty feeling . Will always feel alone beside who loved you for the oath . Someone who loved you and waited for you . But understand that he was blind with anger without understanding why. I want to give something that is not mine , why you are the most beautiful . But I fear the future without my greatest treasure my Cinderella. Goodbye, goodbye , but I hope to return the mother who already has plenty ages . Our family goes back and forth does not change course despite the difficulties . The love I had muchou like a flower . Does love has ended . That look is the same as when you lost in the endless darkness . But now rediscovered the light , and hopefully come back to me . Where will this path without looking back bridges . But I find that look old , that look before. As if it were the first time you do the same question , clueless . If you still believe in true love love at first sight . Another son appeared is not my pride . The tear escoreu when the flower bloomed on his face . My head penca one thing and my heart says she still loves me . Our love is still alive , walk and walk , but not encontroo my love and lose hope . I want to learn everything again , you can believe. The read and write to live , love and die , when I lost you . Looks like I'm running away , I am a fugitive but I did nothing wrong . I'm sorry to keep running , determined resolve face . You thought it was a nun . This forgetting Nights Fridays . My heart is free , do not feel like kissing you . Sometimes we make mistakes the way ee'preciso courage to accept. Without recognizing the way that I did not look back the way I came . I know I missed many ways , but few who were regretted , tell me .
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