Post by OLIVER ZACHARY HOLLAND on Nov 2, 2009 21:34:55 GMT
oliver || zachary || holland
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seventeen | hufflepuff | seventh year | single
what else could you expect?[/center]
[/color][/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]» starstruck !
inseperable | | nice legs, daisy dukes, make a man go (whistle)[/font][/size]
like family | | that’s the way they all come through like (whistle)
best guy | | low cut, see through shirts that make ya (whistle)
best girl | | that’s the way she come through like (whistle)
best friend | | cause i just set them up, just set them up
close friend | | just set them up to knock them down
average friend | | cause i just set them up, just set them up
acquaintance | | just set them up to knock them down
classmates | | i think i should know how to make love to
housemates | | something innocent without leaving my fingerprints out
roommates | | now l o v e’s just another word i never learned to pronounce
pranking buds | | how do i say sorry cause the words just never gonna
drinking buds | | come out now l o v e’s just another word i never
party buds | | learned to pronounce, tight jeans, double d’s makin
shopping buds | | me go (whistle) all the people on the street
quidditch buds | | know (whistle) iced out lit up make the kids
swimming buds | | go (whistle) all the people on the street
singing buds | | know (whistle) cause i just set them up
school buds | | just set them up, just set them up to knock
childhood friends | | them down, cause i just set them up
just met | | just set them up, just set them up to knock them
friend of a friend | | down i think i should know how to make
name basis | | love to something innocent without leaving my fingerprints
[/color][/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]» not your boyfriend !
hate you | | i’m not your boyfriend baby, i ain’t your cute[/font][/size]
hate dylan | | little sex toy, i’m not your lion or your tiger
mutual hate | | won’t be your nasty little boy i’m not your boyfriend
dislike you | | baby, i can’t grant your every wish, i’m not your
dislike dylan | | knight in shining armor, so i just leave you with
mutual dislike | | this kiss, you can catch me on the speedtrain
rivals | | beeper in a three way, shinin with a gleam chain and
enemies | | your honey givin me brain, you can catch me watchin
annoyance | | AI, mello it’s game time, pinkie with the same shine
by association | | pitbull and a canine, you know i rep this shit i
house rivalry | | got it tatted on my skin, if you f*ckin with my city
ex friends | | then you f*ckin with my kin, you know i rep this
fake friends | | shit, i got my hands up on your chest, mother
family hatred | | f*ckers best believe it that you’re f*ckin with
backstabbed you | | the best, i’m not your boyfriend baby, i
backstabbed dylan | | ain’t your cute little sex toy, i’m not your
indifference | | lion or your tiger, nah nah, won’t be your nasty
lost trust | | little boy, i’m not your boyfriend baby, yeah i can’t
avoidance | | grant your every wish, yeah i’m not your knight
jealous of you | | in shining armor, so i leave you with this kiss
jealous of dylan | | kill the lights, these children learn from cigarette
mutual jealousy | | burns, fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks all
threatened | | these asphyxiated self medicated take the white pill
[/color][/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]» don’t trust me !
final | | black dress with the tights underneath, i got the breath from[/font][/size]
current | | the last cigarette on my teeth and she’s an actress but she
future | | ain’t got no need she’s got money from her parents in a trust
spouse | | fund back east, t-t-tongues always pressed to your cheeks
past - good | | while my tongue is on the inside of some other girl’s
past - bad | | teeth, tell your boyfriend if he says he’s got beef, that
past - chemistry | | i’m a vegetarian and i’m not f*ckin scared of him
in love | | she wants to touch me, whoa-oh, she wants to love me,
crush on you | | whoa-oh, she’ll never leave me whoa-oh, whoa-oh,
crush on dylan | | oh oh, don’t trust a hoe, never trust a hoe,
mutual crush | | won’t trust, cause a hoe won’t trust me she wants to
fleeting glances | | touch me whoa-oh, she wants to love me whoa-oh
flirting | | she’ll never leave me whoa-oh, whoa-oh oh oh don’t trust
one night stand | | a hoe, never trust a hoe, won’t trust cause a hoe
lust | | won’t trust me, x’s on the back of your hands, wash them
make-out buds | | in the bathroom to drink like the bands, and the
friends with benefits | | set list, you stole off the stage had red and
enemies with benefits | | purple lipstick all over the page
fling | | br-br-bruises, cover your arms, shakin in the fingers with
sexual tension | | the bottle in your palm and the best is, no one knows
physical attraction | | who you are, just another girl, alone at the bar
secret | | she wants to touch me whoa-oh, she wants to love me whoa-oh
forbidden | | she’ll never leave me whoa-oh, whoa-oh oh oh
»rich man !
hey there, i happen to be toni! of the awesomely awesome
harry potter roleplay site iss. you wanna contact me on
that awesome site? dylan downey, amethyst hakes pm those. you wanna use
this plot? ask first. all lyrics are credited to the awesome 3Oh!3 and I
used the famous color blender for the colors.
i think that’s about it. thanks, love ya, peace.[/blockquote][/font][/size][/center]
