Ross Heselton , you're so cool , that i die.
you're my love , my sense of live.
your songs give me the feeling i'm home , by my mummie.
do you want to be my boyfriend.
maybe we can see us in autumn , when i'm in france.
yeah , d'accord ?
we can smoke libertinés & drink & kiss ; hear good music ...
... until we bleed. ?
en amour ; leah.