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The rustle of the trees and the sound of the breeze, I beg and plead why won't you love me? your eyes meet mine and for a second I freeze, oh please.. just give me a chance. each glance, each exchange it feels the same way. A terrible feeling but it burns so good, I know im not doing what I should but trust me I'm fine, but i know I'm not what you need. each thorn sinking deep within my skin until I bleed. I don't think you understand. I don't think a man could ever love the way a girl could, the way a girl would. Boys are blind sighted as are men. boys love so many, girls love so much. It can go opposite ways, but it still feels like a summer haze.
- timber
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niko #miserable condom :<
There's a hundred and four days of summer vacation,
'Til school comes along just to end it,
So the annual problem for our generation,
Is finding a good way to spend it
Like maybe
Building a rocket, or fighting a mummy,
Or climbing up the Eiffel tower,
Discovering something that doesn't exist,
Or giving a monkey a shower
Surfing tidal waves, creating nanobots,
Or locating Frankenstein's brain,
Finding a Dodo bird, painting a continent,
Or driving our sister insane!
As you can see
There's a whole lot of stuff to do
Before school starts this fall (Come on Perry)
So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb
Are gonna do it all
So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb are
Gonna do it all!