Im me, myself, and i! dont u dare try to change me! no matta how hard u try, i will always b the same! so plz, love me......... for me!
Broke my heart Down the road Spend the weekend Sewing the pieces back on Crayons and dolls pass me by (?) Walking gets too boring When you learn how to fly Not the homecoming kind Take the top off And who knows what you might find Won't confess all my sins You can bet I'll try it But I can't always win (Chorus) 'Cause I'm a gypsy But are you coming with me? I might steal your clothes And wear them if they fit me I never made agreements Just like a gypsy And I won't back down 'Cause life's already bit me And I won't cry I'm too young to die If you're gonna quit me 'Cause I'm a gypsy ('Cause I'm a gypsy) Verse 2 I can't hide what I've done Scars remind me Of just how far that I've come To whom it may concern Only run with scissors When you want to get hurt (Chorus) I said hey you You're no fool If you say 'NO' Ain't it just the way life goes? People fear what they don't know Come along for the ride (Oh yeah) Come along for the ride (ooohhh)
begrüßen Sie mein Profil!
charlie the unicorn, and.....(his friend)
FACE MY SQUIRRLY WRATH!!!
YES....I ACTUALLY KNO THESE CRAZY AND POSSIBLY HALF INSANE PEOPLE! THEY MY BFFS!!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE
I remember when... when we had ring pop marriages at recess..... when gossip was how much money the tooth fairy brought us.... when your boyfriend was the guy you chased at recess.... when we got in arguments over crayons.... when it was cool to wear the same thing as your friend.... when light up shoes were awesome.... when we could run through sprinklers and noone thought we were crazy..... when it was a privilege to stay up after 8.... when we were friends with everyone... when toys-r-us was better then the mall.... when the only race problems were who could run the fastest... when we alll believed in Santa Claus.... when field trips meant the zooo.... when hide-n-seek was our favorite game... when to get high meant going high on the swing set.... when birthdays were celebrated in class.... when kool aid was all we drank.... when the only thing we cried about was scraped knees.... and most of all when we wanted to grow up so much, and now all we wanna do is go back
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