Can't live without my Green Day
Always this ridiculous obsession with love
Not staring, merely observing and daydreaming
I only felt hurt, none noticed.
Wanted to be your Gloria, Christian
I should be doing my homework
Was blinded, wanna see the light
Screw Winona, Johnny Depp is mine
Finally felt safe, warm and secure
Your piercing eyes penetrated my heart
Lost my virginity, can't regret it
I loved, I lost, what's next?
I pray that he'll never tell
I love my best friend more
What I gave can't be returned
Only certain of my sexual orientation
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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