guess i should like and that will mark perm my hair when i turn 18 the end of my crush and really make up my mind then. for you mr. five letter meanwhile it'll just be the then i wont need to think about love for now ugly ugly natural curls; you aint my unintended which looks like it has been burnt (= but dont bother (=
divine
Then let our trial teach us patience.
reminiscence
coniungere
"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."
