Worn out heart My heart is tired of giving change. Smile at people, those fake friends he knows are strangers.Words In Waves.Stages Of Life: The Good, Bad, Ugly.Good Times, Family Affairs, Events By The Month, Trips To Other Places.FACEBOOK IDIOTS: I’LL ASK KADDISH. DOPA TO PROTECT ME AND REBUKE YOU FOR INSULTING ME.Hello friends!!Pixies - Where is My Mind.Life Is A Beach, A Mountain Climb, Roads Traveled.
And what comes next could make the last few years look like a cakewalk.YOU ARE A STAR IN THE DREAMS THAT YOU CREATE WHEN YOU SLEEP, DREAMS IN ACTIONS ARE GOALS AND PLANS IN PLACE, DREAMS AND GOALS VARY WITH THE DEADLINES.
I liked it had the blue flower or maybe orange Real sincerity, without ever driving them through the mud. My heart admits I am not an angel. They used to see a pigeon in me, a blacksmith. I sow love but I never reap love. I smiled at life, offered everything but received nothing in return. My heart is damaged from pretenders that eat it.
My pencil throws up its pain, the bitterness, it's emptying itself. I believed in them, the flame, with free trade. Gave the truth, received lies that bother. My heart is wondering is it round or orange He knows that after betrayal, there is no substitute. My mind is heavy and my majesty is stretching his phalanges. I stay away from them especially if they find that weird. Ferrari Aless.Life Is A Beach, A Mountain Climb, Roads Traveled
Worn out heart My heart is tired of giving change. Smile at people, those fake friends he knows are strangers.The world is full of lunatics, heads above the common, plain, normal crazy, coins to flip.Practice What You Preach.Make Me Say it Again girl.Counting Heads. You let one ant stand up to us, and they all might stand up! Those "puny little ants" outnumber us a hundred to one. And if we ever let them figure that out... THERE GOES OUR WAY OF LIFE! : ~PRINCE~ Acknowledge Me. Veteran Declared Clocks
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