Feb 08, 2005 15:56
Someday we all will be beautiful and lack flees unlike the cat. Unless to you flee is a metaphor and then you will never be beautiful.
Why couldn't I be blessed with being like 5'8" and have long legs like someone else I know... I hate her sometimes.
It is always a magnificent thing to envy your friends, and your friends...
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