Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Somebody call 911, shawty fire burning on the dancefloor

I know you like my phone. :) Don't play play hor. You'll recieve messages 1 hour later. I'm impressed.

Miss Anne wouldn't return my phone despite getting my mum to call her. :(

What I really want:

A pair of Dr Marts. Then I promise I'll not buy any more shoes.

And, always on top on my list. Which will never come true.
A Chanel 2.55. :'(



Do you know what's worth fighting for?
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?

Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul

Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins

one, 21 guns..

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