segunda-feira, 2 de março de 2009
Okay, the man I love, has a wife. And then he chooses her over me. And that wife, takes my dog. Okay, she didn't take the dog, I gave it to her, but I didn't mean to give it to her. I meant to give it to him. But that does not change the fact that she's got my McDreamy. And my McDog. She's got my McLife. And what have I got? You know, I can't remember the last time we kissed. Cause you never think the last time is the last time, you think there'll be more. You think you have forever but you don't.