you so fresh to death and sick as cancer
but you fit me better than my favourite sweater and i know
that love is mean, and love hurts
but i still remember that day we met in december oh baby!

I will love you ‘till the end of time
I would wait a million years
promise you’ll remember that your mine
baby can you see through the tears
love you more than those bitches before

my-fat-days-are-over:

FUCK YOU ADRIANA

my-fat-days-are-over:

FUCK YOU ADRIANA

(Source: itsyutsang)

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helainetieu:

You’ve got your gun to my head.

helainetieu:

You’ve got your gun to my head.

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