Saturday, November 10, 2012
If he's not Superman, he must be a mama's boy.
When the night sky brightens up once more, the moonlight is too fierce.
I am forced to close my eyes.
Don't forget to breathe. You're some kind of angel; I'll never be able to let you go.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Vanity is a sin, but not all of us are angels.
Do what you want, but don't complain about the results. You deserve it.
I can do what I want, but I can't complain about my results. I deserve what I get.
I can do what I want, but I can't complain about my results. I deserve what I get.
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