Thursday, June 11, 2009
One Hundred and Fifty Four
Conversation.
Oº° The Vivacious °ºO said (6:22 AM):
Rain outside my window pouring down
What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry
Feeling like a fool cause I let you down
Now it's, too late, to turn it around
I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry
I guess this time it really is goodbye
You made it clear when you said..
* Nice not?
LifeChanged. says (6:23 AM):
*wa? nice. very ngam
*X=
Oº° The Vivacious °ºO says (6:23 AM):
**knob head*
Btw, the lyrics in pink is a song from here.