I can't give anymore, because you're not ready to give me something. Maybe that I want it too much, you will say to me. But I don't think so...
I'm writing to you, now, because I have an announcement to say to you. Yeah YOU! You will recognize yourself.
I leave you, I'm fed up with you. You do not make me laugh any more, the more I see you, the less I smile.
It's all that I had to say.
Bye.
PS: Je sens que j'ai été parfaite. Surtout quand je "bave devant le JT, me fais pipi dessus, pue le chacal, ne sois pas épilée, ou pire sois nulle en maths..."
I'm writing to you, now, because I have an announcement to say to you. Yeah YOU! You will recognize yourself.
I leave you, I'm fed up with you. You do not make me laugh any more, the more I see you, the less I smile.
It's all that I had to say.
Bye.
PS: Je sens que j'ai été parfaite. Surtout quand je "bave devant le JT, me fais pipi dessus, pue le chacal, ne sois pas épilée, ou pire sois nulle en maths..."
