He done let me down a againThats oddAlways hurting meHe dont never stopMust be something wrong with meIm lostCause I cant quit letting himin my heart How many times am I gonna let him apologizeBefore I realizeThat he aint worth it, noHow many times he gone light mebefore I blowThis is criticalHere I go
I could tell you his favorite color's greenHe loves to argue, born on the seventeenthHis sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyesAnd if you asked me if I love him,I’d lie
dancehottie03 posted a quote
April 11, 2008 7:53am UTC
you say dance isnt a sport. but we end up with blisters on our feet broken or sprained ankles, arms, legs. if we dont make it our pride is wayy low. so you ask me why i dance. i ask you how would i live?
primajava311 posted a quote
April 11, 2008 9:12am UTC
I don't see how I can think of you everyday and cry at night;but you thought of me the day you broke up with methen you just forgot about it allmade up exusesACTED like you caredbut just moved onto the other girland forgot about us
sportyXlozers posted a quote
April 11, 2008 11:17am UTC
Theres this person who bothers you so much that you call her names and you block her so many times and she keeps coming back..she wears her pants to high, she bothers you ALOT