My brother Has a friend With the same name as you. And every time I hear someone say Your common *** name, I cringe and Try to forget that You ever meant something Special to me.
You and me? We're two peas in a pod. We laugh, We talk, We kissed, We fight. But now, we're just friends. Two of a kind. Just two people Having a good old time. To bad That people assume That we're Having ***.
The world is obsessed with secrets. I'm beginning to figure out why. When your whole life's a secret, There's nothing we can't try. We can do anything we want, As long as the secrets don't get by.