Thank you for loving me like your own.
damn. Severe bummer inDEED y'all
damn. Severe bummer
For what is to come. For what has passed.
That what I have can remain forever and never change.
To love my dear ones, and to be loved in return.
To stay forever. To run away and never return.
To make a name for myself. To never be known.
WAIT!
Before the semester ends, would anyone like to admit they have a crush on me
Life is a highway and I am a Chevy Impala with my hazard lights flashing
It's because you're always doing those damn ann bibs
Nothing like the horror of realizing your middle school writing is forever on the internet. Anywho. Moving right along.
Remember. We are not running away. We are retreating strategically