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Seven year old Meghan boasted after school that she already knew who she was to marry -- His name was Jack and she had cold, hard facts to back up her theory on why he would be her perfect husband "He's not crazy and we both like legos" Fair enough. *if only we never grew out of our old toys, never stopped building and re-building what got torn down brick by brick maybe then I'd still be hiding in the closet kissing eddie martin with the lights off* But neither of us like legos anymore and I guess we're both slightly crazy Meghan will learn soon enough that after a while you will step on too many legos and you will have had enough
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
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Seven year old Meghan boasted after school that she already knew who she was to marry -- His name was Jack and she had cold, hard facts to back up her theory on why he would be her perfect husband "He's not crazy and we both like legos" Fair enough. *if only we never grew out of our old toys, never stopped building and re-building what got torn down brick by brick maybe then I'd still be hiding in the closet kissing eddie martin with the lights off* But neither of us like legos anymore and I guess we're both slightly crazy Meghan will learn soon enough that after a while you will step on too many legos and you will have had enough
melodie-foley
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
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