Yes, get back. Get back, 'cause I can't live this way. Get back, 'cause I'm getting sick and you know I'm just a poor boy who does not know what he wants. So you know my life is with you right now. And this poor little boy hasn't got a picture of his life, that's why he needs you so his life makes some sense, whatever it trully is.
This poor little boy who is, actually me, has a big drum in his chest, and that drum is calling for you. I'm sorry but I can't help it.
I'm sorry for this dead weight inside you, but, you know, this is love, actually.
Acho que estou a ser óbvio para toda a gente, certo?
João
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joão, não te preocupes, a inês volta segunda-feira
ResponderEliminarHaha, não tão óbvio. Aliás, já sabia disso.
ResponderEliminarna segunda a inês chega joãooo, tem calmaaa! :D
ResponderEliminarja e amanha!
ResponderEliminarpassa pelo meu.
não é get back, é come back. não desesperes! e sim, temos muita pena do poor boy, sim sim, temos
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