otrainvencion:
(# Air. "Playground Love")
I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor, love is all, all my soul. You're my playgroundlove. Yet my hands are shaking, I feel my body remains, themes no matter, i'm on fire on the playground, love. You're the piece of gold the flushes all my soul. Extra time, on the ground. You're myplayground love. Anytime, anyway, you're my playground love.
