In time they all hurt me......some with love and some with hate.But those people were cruelest of allwho hated me never, nor loved me at all
From the old bookHeart, we will forget him,you and I tonight.You may forget the warmth he gave,and I will forget the light.When you have done, pray tell meSo I my thoughts may dim,Haste, lest while you are laggingI may remember him.
My excuse is dain bramage. What's yours?-- fyi, original thoughtsEveryone is entitled to my opinion.I will be more spontaneous when I get around to it.What will I do with all the happinessit can't buy me any money.The fountain has given us enough youthnow how about some smart.For the solitary weirdo or autist I might come across as...
I believe open windows lets bugs in.Not all people are hypersensitive, but I seem to meet the carriers.As I sit at my desk at work, I wonderis this God's way of saying "screw you".Is "funny" just a comical way of expressing seriousness?...and hey, I am not short, I am just grounded, for speed and accuracy!