Sitting in my underoos listening to Bright Eyes makes me happy.
New clothes make me happy.
Colored long-sleeve tees make me happy.
Candy-colored underoos from Vicky's make me happy.
Friends that love me makes me happy.
But you,
you make me sad.
Lift up your shirt, but the wound isn't there... I guess you're kind of truth, darlin, is just the
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