Telling the truth. You are refined; I really do think you are, but I don’t mind, I find it rather amusing. I suppose it is a state of mind; confusing to those who are blind to such qualities. Sometimes you make me feel like I am a sparrow hanging by one leg from a clothesline. That’s fine; it just... Sign in to see full entry.
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