There are three kinds of souls, three kinds of prayers. One: I am a bow in your hands, Lord. Draw me lest I rot. Two: Do not overdraw me, Lord. I shall break. Three: Overdraw me, and who cares if I break! “Choose!

When someone says something to you
You say, " Dont advice me"
When something actually happens to you
You say, "No one told this to me before"

What a comedy!!!!

You’re coming with me, poor thing. You don’t know how to listen. You don’t know how to speak. You don’t know how to sing. I will teach you.” I followed poetry.

Written By David Bobby (George)

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