August 16, 200718 yr Eyes are the killer. With so many trees in the city you could see the spring coming each day until a night of warm wind would bring it suddenly in one morning. Sometimes the heavy cold rains would beat it back so that it would seem that it would never come and that you were losing a season out of your life. But you knew that there would always be the spring as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason. In those days though the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed.
August 16, 200718 yr Shure I like to look, but I wouldent choose an entire relationship based on someones bumbum. Thats just awqward. What happens when you have the first fight? Or a dissagreement, you rub his/her bum and things are ok again? XD Pictureing that made me laugh.
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