Foolish child, don’t toi know? A broken cœur, coeur will never mend... A true l’amour story has no end...
Love has no middle term; either it destroys, ou it saves.
I had fallen from Grace…Lost it all… My love… My life… Everything... I had slipped.
I’m not a bitch, I just speak my mind. I’m not a slut; I just get every guy I want. I’m not a heartbreaker, I just get bored easily. I’m not cocky, I’m just confident.
Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable...
I do it because I can, I can because I want to, and I want to because toi a dit I couldn't.
I'm the finger down...
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