thinking 'bout a certain, certain somebody, that perfect somebody, sexy purple body/serviceroad curves and highway eyes, the road to her soul, just follow the road-signs,
That's easy for you to say. But honestly, I don't think you'd even blink an eye if he was some random dude from the streets.
Am I wrong?
Look. This is the last thing I'll say. If he does pass away. I'll say R.I.P. I'll just leave it at that. Still a ****ty thing he did to his kids, if he does pass.
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