You’re the reason why
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
آپ used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
آپ made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only آپ knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
آپ ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But آپ were wrong
مزید so than any love song
آپ made me want to sing
With آپ following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing آپ that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
آپ used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
آپ made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only آپ knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
آپ ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But آپ were wrong
مزید so than any love song
آپ made me want to sing
With آپ following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing آپ that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of شخصیات مشہور turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in دکھائیں business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived سے طرف کی his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived سے طرف کی his elderly father, Pop Tart.
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! آپ always end up like this. Maybe آپ should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face یا back. Not me!
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Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! آپ always end up like this. Maybe آپ should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face یا back. Not me!
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