Sometimes I just want to stand up, wave both of my arms around in the air like a moron and scream out to the whole, entire world how much I love you. Being here all alone, all day, every day is torture.
Come home to me soon, my love... so I can breathe again.
Go to Wikipedia.org and look up your birthday (excluding the year). List three neat facts, two births and one death in your journal, including the year
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I sucked the moon. I spoke too soon. And how much did it cost? I was dropped from moonbeams, And sailed on shooting stars.
Maybe you'll Be president But know right from wrong. Or in the flood You'll build an Ark And sail us to the moon. Sail us to the moon. Sail to the moon.