“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Hahahaha, I'm cheap. Wait. I'm not supposed to admit that!
And Czech is even cheaper than me!
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
$170. I've done every single one of those things...
Well, whenever someone tells me they can't believe I've done this or that I always say, At least I'll have some good stories to tell in the old folk's home.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
That is the persona I have of you! You know, when you picture posters in your head?
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Well, I've wrecked more than one car - should I count that double? Also - popping pills? What kind? We talking only illegal - then no. But legal, of course.
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LawyerLady
I can explain it to you, but I can't understand it for you.
Well, I've wrecked more than one car - should I count that double? Also - popping pills? What kind? We talking only illegal - then no. But legal, of course.
Yeah, some of them can be answered several ways.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.