Then it will be you trying to pretend your not struggling as your legs feel like buckling under multitudinous shopping bags as your lady loads you up like a pack mule from every shop she passesYou will look back at this year with fondness
but you know the sad thing about christmas,your post just hit me,the sad thing about christmas is people past,those who never get to see the bright lights and open gifts again,its like scrooge,past,present and future,your future begins 2010
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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