That kind old lady stopped the rain for us.
She said it would only make us cold, and miserable, and sick.
We thanked her and hugged her and she walked away smiling warmly.
I miss the puddles...
That kind old lady stopped the rain for us.
She said it would only make us cold, and miserable, and sick.
We thanked her and hugged her and she walked away smiling warmly.
I miss the puddles...
Is this why you troll? because you feel the need to express your hurt from being molested? or maybe you do so that you can get noticed by crip? Hoping he will come back one day?
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh, Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime
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