Axel_price

I want you to know that you are an amazing person. 
          
          If I dont get this back I understand. 
          
          But I, (and this is a challenge as a whole) have a game for you. 
          
          Once you read this message you must send it to 15 people, including me. 
          
          If you get at least three back you are loved. 
          
          (If not you are still loved by jesu, we do not discourage people here.) 
          
          Nobody knows how important something is until they lose it. 
          
          Tonight at 11:59, the person you love the most will realize that they love you. 
          
          Then at 1:00-2:00 PM be ready for the shock of your life. 
          
          If you break the chain, you will have bad luck. 
          
          With love, send this to 15 people. 
          
          If you dont, you will turn ugly. (In other people's eyes) for one year. 
          
          A friend told me to do this IM SO SORRY! T^T♡So pass it on. 
          
          Tomorrow, two people will ask for your number. 
          
          Send this to 15 people or bad luck will find you for the whole year. 
          
          THIS IS NOT FAKE

-SoyMichaelWheeler

¡¡FELIZ TRES DE DICIEMBRE!!
          
          I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater
          You said it looked better on me than it did you
          Only if you knew how much I liked you
          But I watch your eyes as she
          
          Walks by
          What a sight for sore eyes
          Brighter than the blue sky
          She's got you mesmerised while I die
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          Wish I were Heather
          
          Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand
          Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
          But how could I hate her, she's such an angel
          But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she
          
          Walks by
          What a sight for sore eyes
          Brighter than the blue sky
          She's got you mesmerised while I die
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          I wish I were Heather
          Oh, I wish I were Heather
          Oh, oh, wish I were Heather
          
          Why would you ever kiss me?
          I'm not even half as pretty
          You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
          But you like her better
          Wish I were