Un año.
Unu jaro.
One year.
You and your bullshit headgames.
I am who I am. Take it or leave it, I’m rebel at heart.
I heard the good girls die.
You’re too good for me.
You’re too good for anyone.
Stay! Don’t leave me. The stars can wait for your sign.
Take a walk with me.
Take a walk on the wild side.
Console me in my darkest hour
(This thunderstorm sounds like a shooting)
