Love is a very funny thing. It can make you cry It can also make you sing. but love is a B*tch, well that's what I see because so far what I know is that love doesn't love me. I think me loving someone must be a sin because I can never find the perfect him. I know I'm not the problem it must be them. Then I start to think of what I can do to find a guy who is faithful and true. Then I start to smile and grin until my face is all blue because I know where I can find my perfect him and he is really cute too. Because I was looking at picture and it was of you.Birth sign: Capricorn
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