What did you say? I don't care. Girls don't care. We don't like words, words fly, words are air and I only want Air on my Jordans. We don't like gold, the fucking money, we just want something REAL. But when all falls down we stand up. Still here. Come on.
Love, you are a son of good girl that a man turned bad. I want to punch LOVE. I'm Beni-Cobretti. Run fucking bitch, run.
:) Good day+ kisses.
Nunca me toméis muy en serio, porque empiezo con rabia y termino relajada:*
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