I've got just as much luck with locks as I do hearts. In other words, no luck at all.
If girls could spit venom, it'd be through their eyes.
People only keep their eyes open out of habit. And, nothing more.
But, even when angry, she had a voice that would put finches in their place and lull them to silence.
Sad truth is. . . we all end up alone on some death bed. Yeah? No way to take anybody else's place and no way we can be lying on the same one.”I was at the edge of the white-wed cloth. My shoes filled...
Ask broad questions and you'll get more than one answer. Ask specific questions and you'll get no answer.
