domingo, 14 de agosto de 2011

want to be your love to make you cry and sweep you off your feet to hurt your pride to slap your face to get into your nails to make you scream to pull your hair to kiss your friends to make you laugh to dress the same to defend you to squeeze your thighs I want to kiss your eyelids and corrupt your dreams I want to crash your car I want to scratch your back I want to make you sick I want to sell you out Want to expose your flaws I want to steal your things I want to show you off I want to tell you lies I want to write you books I want to turn you on I want to make you cum 200 times a day I want to dry your tears every time you're sad I want to be what's happening I want to be your only friend, your best friend I want to be a beast I want to make you proud and play with your head I want to take you out make you feel adored and buy you everything I want to hurt you bad make you paranoid and say the sweetest things I want to help you grow and for eternity I want to be your what's happening... what's happening?