My friends accuse me of not listening, not seeing the obvious, of talking too much, and my mom and my girlfriend say I just don't hug them enough. Can't they understand I am a work in progress?
well once you get some ears, eyes and arms I'm sure all these complaints will melt away. aren't we all works in progress..... for some reason, you do remind me a little of certain fried named bert
You do me think at an Andersen's fairy tale. "The wild swans". A sister had to knit pullovers for her 11 brothers with nettle. Her brothers were swans because of their terrible mother in law. With the pullovers they will become young beautiful princes again. However she had not enough time and one of them had a pullover without sleeve. So he kept his swan wings...
My friends accuse me of not listening, not seeing the obvious, of talking too much, and my mom and my girlfriend say I just don't hug them enough. Can't they understand I am a work in progress?
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well once you get some ears, eyes and arms I'm sure all these complaints will melt away. aren't we all works in progress..... for some reason, you do remind me a little of certain fried named bert
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You do me think at an Andersen's fairy tale. "The wild swans".
A sister had to knit pullovers for her 11 brothers with nettle. Her brothers were swans because of their terrible mother in law. With the pullovers they will become young beautiful princes again.
However she had not enough time and one of them had a pullover without sleeve. So he kept his swan wings...
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