zondag 23 januari 2011

Dear fellow Girls:
Boys are not going to run to your house at 3am with flowers. They aren't going to scream they love you down the hallway. They aren't always going to randomly text you to tell you how beautiful you are. They propably aren't going to sing and dance with you in the rain. Yes, they cheat and lie, some of them. But so do girls. Stop setting these high fucking expectations and get over the fact that they're not perfect, and neither are you.
Dear girl,
don't mess this one up.
I think he's the one.
Love, your heart
You are the promise
I made to my heart
You are the vision
I saw in the dark
You are the reason
I've waited so paitently
So many nights when I closed my eyes
It's you that I've seen
I am the dreamer
You are the dream