Peter Hernandez,
Are you serious? I love everything about you. Your songs got me hooked. I never get tired of it. Just so you know, I dreamed of you tonight. I don't know if I'd be happy or not (because you were there!) Here’s the gist: I was about to buy ticket for your concert but the tickets were sold out and everyone in the ticket lane was laughing at me. I don't know why? That sucks, right?
I won't laugh on you because you misspelled the word "phlegm". No one's perfect, but can I just say? I hate that you don't reply on my tweets. But it's okay, I'm an understanding person and so I love you still. I promise not to be suicidal.
I love the way you are. Your smooth voice while wearing that grey fedora in which there's a messy hair inside, and sweet smile make my heart melt. Whenever I'm feeling blue, all I do is to play your albums for me to be happy. Hihi!
I just wish I was the girl somewhere in Brooklyn. To give me all your love is all I ever asked, ‘cause what you don't understand is I’d catch a grenade for you. You're going to be a trillionaire if you keep singing amazing songs that us girls love to hear. Haha. /blushing
I'm so proud of what you've become, I can't get enough of you. If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, I'll sail the world to find you. Try to write genius songs that girls would be so into you and die for you.
Hopefully I'll get the chance to meet and kiss you someday! Visit me here in Manila!
Mahal kita, Bruno Mars. ♥
All My Love,
Deah
Are you serious? I love everything about you. Your songs got me hooked. I never get tired of it. Just so you know, I dreamed of you tonight. I don't know if I'd be happy or not (because you were there!) Here’s the gist: I was about to buy ticket for your concert but the tickets were sold out and everyone in the ticket lane was laughing at me. I don't know why? That sucks, right?
I won't laugh on you because you misspelled the word "phlegm". No one's perfect, but can I just say? I hate that you don't reply on my tweets. But it's okay, I'm an understanding person and so I love you still. I promise not to be suicidal.
I love the way you are. Your smooth voice while wearing that grey fedora in which there's a messy hair inside, and sweet smile make my heart melt. Whenever I'm feeling blue, all I do is to play your albums for me to be happy. Hihi!
I just wish I was the girl somewhere in Brooklyn. To give me all your love is all I ever asked, ‘cause what you don't understand is I’d catch a grenade for you. You're going to be a trillionaire if you keep singing amazing songs that us girls love to hear. Haha. /blushing
I'm so proud of what you've become, I can't get enough of you. If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, I'll sail the world to find you. Try to write genius songs that girls would be so into you and die for you.
Hopefully I'll get the chance to meet and kiss you someday! Visit me here in Manila!
Mahal kita, Bruno Mars. ♥
All My Love,
Deah
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