::What:: happens when your
[ex-boyfriend] of only an *^hour^* is **hanging** all over a |*girl*| that has %black% ..lipstick.. on and ^&he&^ has it on his c.h.e.e.k.?

I'm scared to fall in love, scared to fall fast, because every time I fall in love... it never seems to last.

I'm scared to fall in love, scared to fall fast, because every time I fall in love... it never seems to last.

::That's:: it, all I get is ((*one*)) last
^*HUG*^

I {*LOVE*} this **((boy))** and he ^*ignores*^ me everytime I ((talk)) to #!HIM!#

Love is like a pair of socks...
there has to be two...
and they have to match.

I want to be the girlfriend,
That when he talks to his friends in the hall,
He points at me and says look thats her.

I dont want the guy thatll point to me and say "that’s her" i want the guy that will put his arms around me while his friends are saying "so this is the girl youve been telling us about"

(Not mine but I luv it!)

*:Love:* like there's (*NO*)
-tomorrow-

TAKE A B0W-->D0 Y0U HEAR THE APPLAUSE
MY HEART iS BR0KEN && Y0U`RE THE CAUSE
i PLAYED Y0UR GAME && i GUESS Y0U W0N
C0NGRATULATi0NS--♥
i H0PE Y0U HAD FUN

[{[{SHELBY}]}]