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Upskirts From The AbyssEvery day you wake up is a good day!!
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July 04 Spanky Spanky Baby
June 24 Should I be content to be an afterthought?
April 08 ~Sweet Dreams~Quote of the Day ... On This Day In ... 1973: Spanish painter and sculptor Pablo Picasso dies at his villa in France at age 91. 1974: In Atlanta, Georgia, baseball great Hank Aaron hits his 715th career home run, breaking the record previously held by Babe Ruth. 1990: Ryan White, the U.S. teenager whose battle with AIDS promoted public understanding of the disease, dies at 18. 1992: Yasir Arafat, leader of the Palestine Liberation Organization (PLO), survives a plane crash in the Sahara Desert; the plane's three crew members perished. January 31 Heard it on the radioYou Don't Know Me
Words & Music by Cindy Walker & Eddy Arnold
You give your hand to me And then you say, "Hello." And I can hardly speak, My heart is beating so. And anyone can tell You think you know me well. Well, you don't know me. (no you don't know me) No you don't know the one Who dreams of you at night; And longs to kiss your lips And longs to hold you tight Oh I'm just a friend. That's all I've ever been. Cause you don't know me. (no you don't know me) For I never knew the art of making love, Though my heart aches with love for you. Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by. A chance that you might love me too. (love me too) You give your hand to me, And then you say, "Goodbye." I watched you walk away, Beside the lucky gal Oh, you'll never ever know The one who loved you so. Well, you don't know me (For I never knew the art of making love, ) (Though my heart aches with love for you. ) Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by. A chance that you might love me too. (love me too) Oh, you give your hand to me, And then you say, "Goodbye." I watched you walk away, Beside the lucky gal Oh, you'll never ever know The one who loved you so. Well, you don't know me (you don't love me, you don't know me) September 25 My stab at poetryI have not written much poetry. But today, I tried.
"Oh Mommy ... "
Today is 21 years.
Feels like yesterday.
Feels like it never happened.
Feels like it happens every day.
I wish I could reach a happy place with you.
Mommy, it's me. |
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