And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep?

I wanted to see how many times he wouldn't ask.	I didn't ask if the glass was half full or half empty. I've always had enough to drink.	Sometimes I think he forgets, and I need this, this night	you kissed me on that night you can't remember
How America was mapped	October 17, 2007	June 11, 2008	Forget, Saskatchewan
Treatise on Time (You Fucko)	how to breathe	Introspection is probably not as valuable as you think

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