Whats' puzzling is how girls can go crazy and expose themselves over something as simple as plastic beads.... and I can't even get a girl to give me the time of day.
Such is life.
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Your touch, your lips, your heart -- buried in fresh soil. I'll find your love.
2 comments:
Haha. Too true.
Like your blog!
http://www.fondfaithfultrue.blogspot.com
nah, the ending words should be
'so it goes'.
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