Blah, Blah, Blah,
Bitch, Bitch, Bitch.
I really feel like spilling everything!
but.
everything i am feeling can be summed up into just a few lines.
A few measly sentences.
Im sure this is going to pass,
and ill just move along to the next boy.
But i need to let you know just how i feel.
Hold my hand and tell me everything is okay.
Let me be your everything.
kiss me on the cheek, i love that.
Tell me you care. And mean it.
Be my everything.
Being alone scares me, you know that.
Let me make you happy.
Im content with my life right now.
and how everything is going...
but i wouldnt mind a few changes.
im happy.
but its a diferent story when im with you.
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