can't you have any more class than that? and to think i fell in love with someone like you makes it even more unbearable.
i don't like the weather. bad memories creeping in. last time i lit a cigarette was not even a year back, and now the fucking rain and cold make me want to grab one.
i don't like the weather. bad memories creeping in. last time i lit a cigarette was not even a year back, and now the fucking rain and cold make me want to grab one.