Dienstag, 14. Februar 2012

lana, how I hate those guys.

remember how we used to party up all night. everybody knew that we had too much fun. crying cause i know i'm never coming back. don't cry about him. it's all gonna happen.

i'm going to suppress the fact that she is: plastic, not real, hyped, she doesn't deserve it, fake. maybe. but she makes good music. and that what counts for me.

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