Sometimes he rants, sometimes he smiles. Sometimes he jokes, sometimes he sighs. Sometimes he's happy, sometimes he's sad. Sometimes he's good, sometimes he's bad. Sometimes he's there, sometimes he's gone. Sometimes he stalls, sometimes he's done. But whatever Marcelle says, whatever he'd do, you can be sure, it's true! It's true!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
A Quick Random Thought...
.:A Journey Of A Thousand Miles:.
... for flowers, not for myself.
That’s how you let someone know that they’re absolutely special. No mountain, no valley, no time, or space can keep you from telling someone what they mean to you.
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