bastard

Amy Holly

bastard

Synopsis

Monday, you send me flowers Tuesday, you make me feel stupid Wednesday, the world is ours Thursday, we don't prove it Friday, I fell in love again Saturday, we don't speak Sunday, you said you needed space Do you miss me? Am I crazy? Am I losing control of your love, baby? Whether you want me or not I need to know I need to know Who are you today? Will you be the sun or the rain? Who will you be tomorrow? Will you make me smile or will you make me regret? Who will you be when I'm lost and scared? Who will you be when there's no one there? Who are you today? Cause I'm still the same Monday, you had my heart Tuesday, you made me scream Wednesday, we parted Thursday, you didn't mean it br /> Friday, I let it go Saturday, you got it wrong Sunday, I said I needed space Who are you? Who are you? It's so strange how the same person can do you so much good and at the same time bring you so much pain It's so strange how the same person can make you love until it hurts Where let's stop? Where are we going to stop? I need to know
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Eu, ao menos, não homenageio os autores que não me interessam. O contrário do amor não é o ódio, e sim a indiferença. Quem "odeia"...

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Capítulo 1

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Capítulo 2

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