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She's sun and rain, she's fire and ice
A little crazy but it's nice
And when she gets mad,
you best leave her alone
'Cause she'll rage just like a river
Then she'll beg you to forgive her.
Sex is not the answer.
Sex is the question.
"Yes" is the answer.
Sex is like math.
Add the bed, subtract the clothes,
divide the legs and hope you don't multiply!
Loveable, cuddable, sexable, flexible,
I'm just so damn incredible.
I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it.
All the ways you wish you could be, thats me,
I look like you wanna look,
I fuck like you wanna fuck,
I am smart, capable, and most importantly,
I am free in all the ways that you are not.
When I'm good,
I'm good but when I'm bad I'm better.
Be sexy, be true, be wild, be you.
I said I love you
and I swear I still do. ~
You're my pervert,
and I'm your nympho. ~
She wants someone to call her angel,
someone to put the light back in her eyes,
she's lookin' through the faces and unfamiliar places, she needs someone to hear her when she cries,
she just needs a little help to wash away the pain she's felt, she wants to fell the healin' hands of someone who understands.
Don't force attraction.
She's smiling... but she doesn't mean it.
She misses how they use to be...
she misses how it was so real how they cared for each other without end but most of all,
she misses him always being there and telling her everything will be okay because she need's that now, more then ever.
She's sick of feeling like something's missing.
I love the way you look at me,
I love your gorgeous smile,
I love the way you walk,
I love your beautiful eyes,
I love what you look like when you are asleep,
I love the sound of your laugh,
to hear your voice fills my entire heart with an indescribable feeling.
I love the way I can be having the worst day of my life and seeing you completely changes my mood.
I love how when you touch me I get weak,
that is my problem...
I'm not gonna give a fuck anymore...
If you hurt me, I'm gonna hurt you.
That's how it's gonna be from now on...
He's lost the one girl who thought nothing was wrong with him.
What makes you so fucking special?
Why is it that you're so damn irreplaceable?
I am in love with the man I can't have and I have the man I can't love.
But it hurts even more to
know that he loves you too,
and just doesn't want you to know.
I know you never meant to do everything you put me through its okay I forgive you.
I never regretted telling you I liked you,
I only regretted never hearing what you really thought of me.
You didn't intentionally break my heart,
you even said you were sorry,
but I cried anyway...
I know the truth that you're to scared to admit, you're with her,
but when you look at me,
you can't even remember her name...
If you don't love me at my worst then you don't deserve me at my best.
The hardest thing about knowing you don't love me is that you spent so much time pretending that you did.
At first, I cried because I didn't have you why do I still cry now that I do?
I don't miss you: I miss the person I thought you were.
I think its time I let you go...
and that is hard to do because part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life.
Missing you isn't the problem,
it's wondering if you'll ever come back
that's killing me.
If you missed me then I'm sorry
I didn't stay away longer,
I like being missed.
I can still remember just the way you taste.

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