Thursday, 12 May 2011

why did i have to like you so much when you turn out to be a player.

I may not be the best, but I'm not like the rest...and its the truth

Right guy, wrong time. Right time, wrong guy. New guy, old lines. Old guy, new lies.

Don’t trust too much. Don’t love too much. Don’t hope too much, because that too much can hurt you so much.


Good-bye's make you think. They make you realize what you've had and what you've lost, and what you've taken for granted.

says it's not up to me anymore. If you want me in your life then you find a way to put me there. Until then I'll keep my silence.

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