That’s a novel idea.

Monday is the day the agency I work for makes ...So. I’ve read through the last few weeks of my blog and I sound depressed.

Perhaps.

I need a best friend and a f**k-load of chocolate chip cookies.

You never knew how far the crack had opened
You never knew I had run out of rope
And I could never rescue you
All you ever wanted
But I could never rescue you
No matter how I tried
All I could do was love you hard
And let you go

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