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So, they don’t let you know that it’s easy to be ready. All I hear on the topic, is: steady, or, “ready, Freddy?” It was so very easy, with myself, to be concerned. But look at me now, all these things, with which I’m adorned. Everyone is so easy to be around today A big change, but a great one, I say. They seem to look at me, thinking that I’m pulling a stunt. Although they think I cannot see their worry, I can; they are being rather blunt. Were I to have been told that being fine would be so easy peasy I may not have been as concerned about giving in, lemon squeezy. For once, I ran around and played some games with others out there. We all were in it to win it; they needed me, to be fair. Yet, it seems as though they really truly like me. Maybe myself really is the best thing to be. Today I laughed, screamed, ran, shouted, had a **** good time Should anyone ask me, I can only say: It was sublime! That was yesterday, when I promised to be more daring. Do not fear, it does not mean I cannot also be caring. This feeling is so wonderful, so nice. If it could last forever, man, that would suffice. I made a wish last night, as I looked up high at the stars, Please, I asked them, let this last awhile. Let me go far.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 12:15 PM UTC
Synonym for Ready; Antonym for Scared
So, they don’t let you know that it’s easy to be ready. All I hear on the topic, is: steady, or, “ready, Freddy?” It was so very easy, with myself, to be concerned. But look at me now, all these things, with which I’m adorned. Everyone is so easy to be around today A big change, but a great one, I say. They seem to look at me, thinking that I’m pulling a stunt. Although they think I cannot see their worry, I can; they are being rather blunt. Were I to have been told that being fine would be so easy peasy I may not have been as concerned about giving in, lemon squeezy. For once, I ran around and played some games with others out there. We all were in it to win it; they needed me, to be fair. Yet, it seems as though they really truly like me. Maybe myself really is the best thing to be. Today I laughed, screamed, ran, shouted, had a **** good time Should anyone ask me, I can only say: It was sublime! That was yesterday, when I promised to be more daring. Do not fear, it does not mean I cannot also be caring. This feeling is so wonderful, so nice. If it could last forever, man, that would suffice. I made a wish last night, as I looked up high at the stars, Please, I asked them, let this last awhile. Let me go far.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 12:15 PM UTC
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