hands out my window, chasin' that sunset, that's more my tempo, that’s more my tempo, but this is all that I am, I only show you the best of me, the best of me
Isabel Marquina and Braylen Yang imádják a posztod
All that talking really getting on my nerves You used to hate on me, but now the tables turn, I don't fuck with you, like, when you gonna learn? They try to show me fake love, but that's the type of shit that make me swerve
I'm talking 'bout the money and your bombs, girl So listen, I'm losing focus every time you speak, girl, submissive, the way that you've been grinding on your teeth, girl, yeah, you're aggressive, the way you throw your body in my arms, girl
★ lakhely ★ :
Manhattan
★ :
★ idézet ★ :
“We- the Folk- don't love like you do,' Locke said. 'Perhaps you shouldn't trust me with your heart. I might break it.”
- Holly Black, The lost sisters
★ foglalkozás ★ :
építészmérnök hallgató
★ play by ★ :
Herman Tømmeraas
★ szükségem van rád ★ :
She's high, she lives in the sky, tonight, she's satisfied, rolling back her eyes, but then she starts to cry, everything is turning to black, all in one night, she just went to heaven and backCount up the bands stickin' up, no rubber band is big enough, chain is so heavy, can't pick it up, came with the gang, a myriad, I seen your whip, hilarious, where is my roof? Mysterious, my whip from Fast & Furious, curtains with yellow interior
hands out my window, chasin' that sunset, that's more my tempo, that’s more my tempo, but this is all that I am, I only show you the best of me, the best of me
All that talking really getting on my nerves You used to hate on me, but now the tables turn, I don't fuck with you, like, when you gonna learn? They try to show me fake love, but that's the type of shit that make me swerve
I'm talking 'bout the money and your bombs, girl So listen, I'm losing focus every time you speak, girl, submissive, the way that you've been grinding on your teeth, girl, yeah, you're aggressive, the way you throw your body in my arms, girl
★ lakhely ★ :
Manhattan
★ :
★ idézet ★ :
“We- the Folk- don't love like you do,' Locke said. 'Perhaps you shouldn't trust me with your heart. I might break it.”
- Holly Black, The lost sisters
★ foglalkozás ★ :
építészmérnök hallgató
★ play by ★ :
Herman Tømmeraas
★ szükségem van rád ★ :
She's high, she lives in the sky, tonight, she's satisfied, rolling back her eyes, but then she starts to cry, everything is turning to black, all in one night, she just went to heaven and backCount up the bands stickin' up, no rubber band is big enough, chain is so heavy, can't pick it up, came with the gang, a myriad, I seen your whip, hilarious, where is my roof? Mysterious, my whip from Fast & Furious, curtains with yellow interior
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