But then...you head on over to my house and we have a grand old time. You know...throwing raw biscuits at each other and what not. *sigh* Goooood times.
I'm not elusive nor am I today, tomorrow, or the faintest scent of a cactus flower. I choose things wisely, do things impulsively, answer intrusive questions loudly in public places (waiting for that one, were you?). There will always be a double standard. You can't make anyone happy if you can't make yourself happy. They could be the best you ever had. Time is imagination. Let's do away with what we imagined.
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But then...you head on over to my house and we have a grand old time. You know...throwing raw biscuits at each other and what not. *sigh* Goooood times.
I wish I was you.
You don't know how good you have it.
You also need to tell him how you honestly feel, cuz some of us can't stand it.
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