tirsdag 23. november 2010

Love

(two girl friends (or more) talking all over it, and one of them sure got that awesome niggah attitude)

Sometimes you just have to let yourself fall, it dosn't matter if it's gonna turn out good or if you'll be crushed into the ground and all of your intestines will be smashed externally to the asphalt. That's the chanche you've gotta take to actually get to the point where love no longer is a weak idea, but the stage where love is all there is. Love hurts, it does, but as long as it's more good than bad, you just keep on going for it girl! He has to fall as well, it's not like it's any different for him. I bet he thinks you are way too good for him ..

Ah, cut the crap! We both know he's off the hook - way over me..

That's what you think, and that's what he thinks about you as well. I know that. Just keep on fallin', you can't stop now, girl. It's like - he's the only theme, issue, and though in your whole entire gigant head - and I ain't sayin' this just to say it, I'm sayin' this because it's the truht. Ok, baby. You see, no one ever said love would be easy..

And I know that! I've got all these dreadful experiences with love, if you haven't notices yet.

I know, unlucky love sure ain't easy, but neighter is real, good love. It's tough! Feelings go up and down like a thunderroad, and if you PMS it all up, maaan, you're gonna have some trouble living every now and then, but the good times.. I could PMS a whole year for a month of good times, really. It's so sweet. Love, O'sooo sweet. Love, sweet love! (8)

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