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sup world.... wnt to a show last night at the swamp house. it was sweaty as hell, but worth it. was walking back to the subway and almost got into a fight with two meat heads. was trying to get outta drama lately... life, fkn doesn't stop for anything nowadays... going home because im kinda hung over still.. gotta survive the weekend.. snug life
g'g'g'g'ooh SI loovee my little lucy, shes my bundle of joy And she<s a real caat not just a stuffed toy
oh I love my little Lucy, and my Lucy loves me
We,re about as happy as a cat and a human can be
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where ignorance is bliss ,tis folly to be wise. thomas gray life has purpose of mind;s decay,i in my hotair balloon.i love my family and a very greatful for all that i have.daughters and dads....
i was more interested in his popcorn than his poetry. The lyrical combination of butter and salt with a touch of caramelized sugar
was all the poetry my mouth craved
It is a cloudy day and i'm with my sweetie. My dad was a lwayer in the 80s and he typed his legal documents on tha typewriter it is so cool to be able to type on one of these things in 2015. Thank you! Lawyerf
Life is good. You are in a nice place. Whenever you feel down just eat ramen! Too much ramen is a good thing.
It was a nice cool day in June. And everything was about to change for him...forever!the park was full of people enjoyinng the fresh air and summer sun... to spend time in natauare. in the vast beauty with your dog as companionor just alone... what heaven!!ocean forest sky rock
and above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around youbecause the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. those who dont believe in magic will never find it. roald dahl
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