It's not true
Tell me I've been lied to
Cryin' isn't like you
Ooh
What the hell did I do?
Never been the type to
Let someone see right through
Ooh
Maybe won't you take it back?
Say you were tryna make me laugh
And nothin' has to change today
You didn't mean to say, "I love you"
I love you and I don't want to
Ooh
Up all night on another red eye
I wish we never learned to fly
I
Maybe we should just try
To tell ourselves a good lie
I didn't mean to make you cry
I
Maybe won't you take it back?
Say you were tryna make me laugh
And nothin' has to change today
You didn't mean to say, "I love you"
I love you and I don't want to
Ooh
The smile that you gave me
Even when you felt like dyin'
We fall apart as it gets dark
I'm in your arms in Central Park
There's nothin' you could do or say
I can't escape the way I love you
I don't want to, but I love you

Chal ri chal re ab side me hoja
Dhundle apna aashik duja
Aira gaira nathu khaira
Fukra sa shehri chuusa
Ja karle tu usse shaadi
Fir shuru teri barbaadi
Dhoyegi tu kachche
Aur gande bartann
Dekhegi saas bahu aur durdarshan
Banke reh jayegi tu house biwi
Aur chaubis ghante tera yaar hoga on TV
Phir TV dekh ke tu bahot pachtayegi
Fir yo yo honey yo yo honey singh hi tu gaayegi
Aur bachcho ko sunayegi aur yehi batlayegi
Agar galti se mujhse na hota ye paap
Toh yehi hote bachcho tumhare baap ha

"Hello, Uncle, namaste"
Chalo kaam ki baat pe aatein hain
Ab aap ye puchhenge ki
"AAP KITNE PAISE KAMATEIN HAIN"
Bas jitna aapki beti ek mahine mein udati hai
Ek hafte me meri gaadi utna tel khaati hai
Hai ghar, hai paisa, hai gaadi
Ab do jodon mein ladki bhejo
Ladki hui hamari
Uncle hai ghar, hai paisa, hai gaadi
Ab do jodon mein ladki bhejo
Ladki hui hamari, OK BYE!

This player is fantastic, he just needs to work on communication, aim, map awareness, crosshair placement, economy management, pistol aim, awp flicks, grenade spots, smoke spots, pop flashes, positioning, bomb plant positions, retake ability, bunny hopping, spray control and getting kills

2.4 hrs lmaooooo

So today, I decided to measure my ♥♥♥♥, just to look and see, like every man does. I planned to report back to my dudes... For the boys, y’know? So I get a boner, and I measure it with a ruler from my mom’s desk drawer... and it’s too ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ big for anyone to believe me if I told them. I’m now having a moral crisis, because if I tell the bros about my huge ♥♥♥♥, they won’t believe me. But momma didn’t raise a liar. So now I’m stuck between having a brosation with my guys about my huge ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ horse ♥♥♥♥, or forever hiding in the third leg closet. How do I come about coping with the knowledge that I have a giant pulsing lightsaber dong?