ballons are deflated guess they look lifeless like me we miss you on your siddde of da bed still got chyo things here they look at me like souvineiers dont wanna let chuuu out my heead just like the day that i met yo the day i thought forever said that you loved me tattl last 4 never its cold outside like when you walked out my life x2 i get like this every timeee

1one sharp difficulty presented itself. in the intervening twenty-five years my name had become reasonably well known.2 this being so, my trip demanded that i leave my name and my identity at home.3 i had to go alone and i had to be self-contained, a kind of casual turtle carrying his house on his back.4 with all this in mind i wrote to the head office of a great corporation which manufactures trucks.