I can bear most things in life
But it kills me every time
To know no matter what I do
You’ll still never be mine
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I can bear most things in life
But it kills me every time
To know no matter what I do
You’ll still never be mine
It’s a bugger isn’t it. I always want people I can’t have!
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I’m glad you agree!! 👍🖤
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I found last night,
when I was bored,
For petty cash,
could be Scottish Lord
This morning see,
oh depressing poem,
Come, join Campfire,
family, place call home.
To be a Laird sounds nifty,
prim, and proper,
But better still,
would take Charmer,
and adopt her.
🤠🔥😁😁😁
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Awwww!!!
This is so sweet!!!
Thank you my friend 👍🖤🖤
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powerfully sad: we’ve all been in or known of relationships like this which is why we’ll never run out of things to say about love
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You’re so right!
Good job too – I’ve got to keep my blog running somehow 😉🖤
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LOL
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😁😁🖤
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And each
day
I find
myself
caring
less.
💔🖤
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Those days can’t come soon enough 🖤🖤
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