You're delightful. A long spell of bitter coldness broke up endless days of snow, which has blossomed into a wet greyness of such uniformity it becomes breathtaking. Honestly, it's like being pinned by various invisible tethers whose positions change, but not much. Well, Cleveland-- you're the boss.
Sleepily,
The D.L.
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at least you dont have chest-sucking terrible allergies. always look on the bright side!
true. the bright side is the side i wanna be on.
i hate the feeling of impaired breathing.
Do you want it to be outside in the cool night,
where the stars gravitate toward you?
Do you want it to be outside in the cool night, where
the fog wraps itself around you?
Do you want it to be outside in the sunshine,
where the clouds take their places for you?
And the wind and snow and the rain that blows,
none of those would matter much without you.
And as long as its talking with you,
talk of the weather will do.
Do you want it to be outside in the cool night,
where the stars gravitate toward you?
Do you want it to be outside in the sunshine,
where the song keeps itself inside you?
And the wind and snow and the rain that blows,
none of those would matter much without you.
Nobody's hoping for better days,
No one knows what to do.
You're ok in your secret ways,
No one bothering you.
It might save time if I meet you there
But I dont care, I'd rather wait for you.
And no one's home and the weathers fine,
I'd rather wait for you.
Where no one's home and the weathers fine,
I'd rather wait for you.
TOTALLY crying, you motherscratcher. (cursing, and deeply, radiantly loving you. and bts.)
i love you!
the llliberty quarterly?
i am going to kick your ass. in two and a half weeks.
fantastic! me and little theapot wait with clove and nutmeg baited breath.
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