You know what to do.
I don't have an anger problem, I have an idiot problem.
Breakup Songs
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You know what to do.
I don't have an anger problem, I have an idiot problem.
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RE: Breakup Songs
December 31, 2019 at 10:57 am
(This post was last modified: December 31, 2019 at 10:57 am by brewer.)
I don't have an anger problem, I have an idiot problem.
Apparently.
You can fix ignorance, you can't fix stupid. Tinkety Tonk and down with the Nazis. RE: Breakup Songs
December 31, 2019 at 3:20 pm
(This post was last modified: December 31, 2019 at 3:20 pm by brewer.)
I don't have an anger problem, I have an idiot problem.
RE: Breakup Songs
December 31, 2019 at 4:05 pm
(This post was last modified: December 31, 2019 at 4:07 pm by arewethereyet.)
(December 31, 2019 at 3:20 pm)brewer Wrote: Excellent choice - but darker and more menacing is good too. “If you are the smartest person in the room, then you are in the wrong room.” — Confucius RE: Breakup Songs
December 31, 2019 at 5:28 pm
(This post was last modified: December 31, 2019 at 5:29 pm by Gawdzilla Sama.)
I don't have an anger problem, I have an idiot problem.
RE: Breakup Songs
December 31, 2019 at 7:26 pm
(This post was last modified: December 31, 2019 at 7:30 pm by BrianSoddingBoru4.)
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top The snow is softly falling The air is still in the silence of my room I hear your voice softly calling If I could only have you near To breathe a sigh or two I would be happy just to hold the hands I love On this winter night with you The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead My glass is almost empty I read again between the lines upon the page The words of love you sent me If I could know within my heart That you were lonely too I would be happy just to hold the hands I love On this winter night with you The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim The shades of… The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim The shades of night are lifting The morning light steals across my window pane Where webs of snow are drifting If I could only have you near To breathe a sigh or two I would be happy just to hold the hands I love And to be once again with you To be once again with you Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson
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