ghost_town72703

You have that picture in your mind...the ideal person. Then you see their picture and everything falls into place and falls apart at the same time because you know you'll never get to touch them. Life is like this.

Drunk on a Monday
All of my friends say that this is wrong
But I can work a thousand days without a pitchfork in my hand
I'm sorry for all the words that come across as a variation of cream corn
But I'll never apologize for the times I've lied to tell you that this is the truth
I want to fondle all the girls...
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