There He Goes, Running Away, After Stabbing Me In My Heart. Again.
There he goes, running away, after stabbing me in my heart. Again.
Maybe loving you was my sin. And now I am making atonement.
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“Please do smack me if this is out of line, but you are the most exquisite woman I have ever seen in my life, and I would like to procure for you the most lavish drink in this establishment if you will let me.”
“You’re a charmer,” June says, smiling indulgently.
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—Red, white and royal blue
Teri meri nazrein hi iane hain sara jo majra
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