You've gone too far. You're out of reach. Where have you been? What have you done? What are you doing? When are you coming back?
You've gone too far. You're out of reach. Where have you been? What have you done? What are you doing? When are you coming back?
Do not despair, patience dear.Originally Posted by Maximilianus
Thank you, Mary.
You worry too much dear.
Breathe in, breathe out... One day at a time.
Maybe you are right. I'll try to follow your advice
Mwah to you.
Now, there is a post, I am positive, that wasn't addressed to me.
YOU, my friend, have got to learn to let go at times.
And, YOU, I am sure, will flip your lid but I did what I had to do...
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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One can never be too sure who the posts are address to...
I don't know if I mentioned this or not. But I love everyone... So Scher, you never know, that - 'Mwah to you' Could have been addressed to you, or it could have been addressed to um, er... I ainta' sayin'
Oh, you really don't want to be doing that...
I couldn't live with myself if you ended up having my warts and what not on your face.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Warts and all darling...
Yeah, I've miss you too.
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
We are all mwahable (new word, attention Oxford) in our own special way
, so mwah to you, mwahable Scher
True. For example when I read something like:
I tend to believe it may be aimed at me, mainly because it very much defines my status
YOU are such a mean boyfriend!
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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YOU know what to do to avoid it
There once was a scotsman named Drew
Who put too much wine in his stew
He felt a bit drunk
And fell off his bunk
And landed smack into his shoe ~(C) Ms Niamh Anne King
hey YOU!... whatever.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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