You are like a disease. The last disease I would want to have. You are incurable and painful. And with every new york minute your germs are multiplying and taking over me. Go away disease. There’s no place for you in me.
Vincent
7 years ago
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- a person who wastes his God-given talents is a donkey. I have three talents, to read people, to dance, to love. and I am wasting none.
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