Treats and tales, trips to the moon, trips to the stars, wisher prayers noted. Trick and trades, rats racing. W e I r d= wonderful :Exciting : interesting : Real: Different. Yes I am weird always, you? A love story that did not end well is one way to view it, black and white matters to address, hidden views or unknown feelings just beneath the surface.
Love or hate, horns of a goat, the flip sides of coins, cards flipped 54 ways to play each hand, seasons done in darkness. Was born March 18, the day of rebirth every year. I believe in butterflies they represent new beginning in Spanish, do start over on a drop of a dime. With your third eye, if it is open. Need clarification, need confirmation, need insight to carry on wiser in a faster pace. Have lots of mountains to climb, in forms of butterflies, birds, and bees. A love story that did not end well is one way to view it, black and white matters to address, hidden views or unknown feelings just beneath the surface.
Moments lost, faces in the crowds, plenty of fish in the seas, lots of frogs, under the surface, coins to flip, cons to run, rats to roaches, dimes to drop. Angels To Cry, Tests Over Time, To Fail, First Attempts With New Data, Pages Turned.To look in my eyes you see my struggles. To look in my mind you see my fears. But to look in my heart, you'd find my faith, my strength, my power. Moving up, climbing mountains, head in the clouds, birds, and bees, wings to fly.😈 💪🔁👅😈Have lots of mountains to climb, in forms of butterflies, birds, and bees. A love story that did not end well is one way to view it, black and white matters to address, hidden views or unknown feelings just beneath the surface.
Rach Jay is the crook,Henry Papke Hi , you look like a Queer. I’m trying to diversify my friends list. I sent you a friend request. Rachel Jarrot is the thief, coins to flip, faces. All Men Exposed. ..❤🎶🎼🎤👀👣❤👣❤👣❤👣❤👣❤🚛. Men And Mice: Cartoon Hits: Decades Of Frog Faces. Good Time Frogs, Snakes, Spiders And Worms.To look in my eyes you see my struggles. Have lots of mountains to climb, in forms of butterflies, birds, and bees. A love story that did not end well is one way to view it, black and white matters to address, hidden views or unknown feelings just beneath the surface. To look in my mind you see my fears. But to look in my heart, you'd find my faith, my strength, my power. Moving up, climbing mountains, head in the clouds, birds, and bees, wings to fly.😈 💪🔁👅😈
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