i don't think i'll ever find a word that describes exactly what you are. you're a frigid winter on a hot summers day. you're the leftover end slice of bread about to be thrown away. you're a riveting stream leading to a sludge filled marsh. you're supposed to be light hearted, but instead you're too harsh. you are the rock before the diamond. you are as soft as a lamb, but as dangerous as a lion.
if you really wanted me to describe you i think you would need a more vast vocabulary containing words that more descriptively described the word cold
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
i don't think i'll ever find a word that describes exactly what you are. you're a frigid winter on a hot summers day. you're the leftover end slice of bread about to be thrown away. you're a riveting stream leading to a sludge filled marsh. you're supposed to be light hearted, but instead you're too harsh. you are the rock before the diamond. you are as soft as a lamb, but as dangerous as a lion.
if you really wanted me to describe you i think you would need a more vast vocabulary containing words that more descriptively described the word cold
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