| I'm older, but not old.
I'm on the verge of something great.
I'm dreamin' dreams and schemin' schemes and workin' clean and burstin' at my seams.
I'm gonna feel my love, gonna love my life, gonna let it go, gonna give it up, gonna give it up, gonna give it up, gonna give it up.
And some of you can feel it, but it's true that something's coming. We just have to sing as loud as we can, laugh as hard as we can, run as fast as we can, paint as brilliantly as we can, dance as recklessly as we can, and love as big as we can, and keep the momentum going. All we ever have is now. |
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| i'm not (not) a weirdo. GOD but that is unnattractive...

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| COLOURMUSIC
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THE OPOLIS on the 20TH OF JULY, which just so happens to coincide with the 23rd anniversary of my glorious birth.
what could you possibly be doing that would yield a higher quantum of enjoyment? nothing, there is nothing better than hanging out with me.*
tell yer friends, sport yer whites
*subjective opinion attributed solely to nico and her own mother. opinion not known to be held by any other existing persons. |
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| first one of the season. there will be a grill, bring yer grillables and appetite-inducing substances.  ¡ayiyiyi! ::nicooooooooo. |
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| Steven R. Consedine:
SELL ME YOUR TRUCK I WANT IT.
you can keep your lasso. |
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