How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes, I struggled to find any truth in your lies. But now my heart stumbles on things I don't know, this weakness I feel I must finally show.
Awake my soul...For you were made to meet your maker...
Loves.....God, my friends, family, walks on the beach, coffee, music of all sorts, playing piano (badly!), the park, going to jazz at the empire, football, baseball, rugby, diet coke, pink lady apples, earl grey tea, hoodies, strawberry and orange quality streets, friends, any donald miller book, melrose street, debs the dog, dancing, travelling, UP, sleeping, massages, squash, ally mcbeal, getting my hair cut, cheesy movies with predictable endings, phant
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