Maybe I am a little off, or maybe I'm just different. I just want to love, and be loved in return. I think everything is a little better with glitter on it, and I stay awake past bedtime just to see the stars as the clouds begin to disappear. I've been through more than anyone knows, but I've made it out alive, and that gives me hope for tomorrow.
Welcome to Texas where the forecasts are made up and the seasons don’t matter.
You misspelled Ohio.
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