Wolfsta128

Y tambien que voy a escribir otra historia que si terminare pero aun no decido el ship

Wolfsta128

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 mesmerized 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 mesmerized 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
          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
          
          Heather-Conan Gray
          
          Saben yo siempre seré Conan y mi amiga Heather todos los que me gustan les gusta mi amiga estúpido ¿no? 

Thomas_2e

Hola Isis soy yo Paola we, wey una pregunta cuando es el cumpleaños de yari? Es que ya les toy haciendo su regalo pero no sé si es hoy o el 5 

Wolfsta128

@Thomas_2e bueno el cinco pero lo celebraron hoy
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Wolfsta128

I love you Max, the truth is I want to kiss you, hug you and love you, but I don't allow myself because your heart already has a master and that master is my beloved María Fernanda.
          Why does Cupid hate me or what? I hate this feeling of resentment, it is hateful and even though we are nothing, I love you and Maria Fernada, dear Maria Fernanda, I love you and I know that the love of your life is Max, so goodbye to my only love...

Wolfsta128

All I am is a man
          I want the world in my hands
          I hate the beach, but I stand
          In California, with my toes in the sand
          
          Use the sleeves of my sweater
          Let's have an adventure
          Head in the clouds, but my gravity's centered
          Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
          You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
          
          She knows what I think about
          And what I think about
          One love, two mouths
          One love, one house
          No shirt, no blouse
          Just us, you find out
          Nothing that wouldn't wanna tell you about no
          
          'Cause it's too cold
          For you here and now
          So let me hold
          Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
          
          And if I may just take your breath away
          I don't mind if there's not much to say
          Sometimes the silence guides our minds
          To move to a place so far away
          
          The goosebumps start to raise
          The minute that my left hand meets your waist
          And then I watch your face
          Put my finger on your tongue, 'cause you love to taste, yeah
          
          These hearts adore
          Everyone the other beats hardest for
          Inside, this place is warm
          Outside, it starts to pour
          
          Coming down
          One love, two mouths
          One love, one house
          No shirt, no blouse
          Just us, you find out
          Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no
          
          'Cause it's too cold
          For you here and now
          So let me hold
          Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
          
          'Cause it's too cold
          For you here and now
          So let me hold
          Both your hands in the holes of my sweater, ooh, ooh
          
          'Cause it's too cold
          For you here and now
          So let me hold
          Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
          
          'Cause it's too cold
          For you here and now
          Let me hold
          Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
          
          It's too cold
          It's too cold
          The holes of my sweater
          
          
          Sweter Weather

Wolfsta128

How do my plans fit in with yours? (Oh)
          You're such a doll and I'm a boy
          Where did my parents go? (Oh, oh)
          I'm not in Italy
          They like vacation homes
          Much more than they love me
          
          You're made of plastic, I'm just blood
          When I was born, you were produced
          
          (I wish I was a toy)
          (You say: Hahahahahahaha)
          (And you laugh)
          (And I cry)
          
          Half of my heart is in your chest
          I'm not a mama's boy
          I'd go see Italy
          I'd go see Tuscany
          If you could come with me
          
          Maxa-Maxa-Maximilian, what you waitin' up for?
          Please, come out and play with us more
          Izzy-Izzy-Izzybell likes to stay in my house
          Please, come out and play with us now
          
          M-A-M-A B-O-Y
          Mama's boy, mama's boy
          M-A-M-A B-O-Y
          Mama's boy, mama's boy
          Mama's boy, mama's boy
          
          M-A-M-A B-O-Y
          Mama's boy, mama's boy
          M-A-M-A B-O-Y
          Mama's boy, mama's boy
          M-A-M-A B-O-Y
          Mama's boy, mama's boy
          M-A-M-A B-O-Y
          Mama's boy, mama's boy
          
          Mama's boy- Dominic Fike