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In life, I have come across people who always felt like home to me. It’s a wonderful feeling – to have someone like that. That is why it aches to think of homes I renounced when I left.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 10:22 AM UTC
Homes Left Behind
Pairs well with steak, prime rib and spaghetti bolognese, my cab-sav drank with no regret, my dog has more likes on my instagram @elverum51, is where it is at where I am chances are dark chocolate will stain these lips, as I slowly enjoy the limited sweetness, tongue trips on slippery letters that form words bathed in wine, I don't work tomorrow I will be just just LIKE fine, same thing different day on wordpress, I don't twitter enough for a wordsmith I am sure there is a video on youtube, for me dude, to solve everything I rue, do you? Need some time killers, murderers more LIKE Can I interest you in Pinterest, Stumbleupon, and their ilk? LIKE me so I can love myself, take my self-esteem off a shelf freshly pressed and fine that reminds me....wine! How is this social, if I cannot prepare a meal at my meagre table, Days are gone when my humility is thrilled you visit me, a fable uncommon courtesy can be found by a common man LIKE me, @iceintheattic mentioned me in a comment: @elverum51 Always too kind to the bones, kinder than the wind to the trees - thank you @elverum51 I need SMT for my SMA don't message, don't check my status, don't even phone just show up knock on my door, that is all that matters.
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Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
The Addiction