It's alright if you love me
It's alright if you don't
I'm not afraid of you running away, I get the feeling you won't.
How art thou?
I truly hope that thou art well.
If you could see me, you would note my hands were clasped over my ample bosom, clutching a handkerchief made from chantilly lace.
Sniffing it.
How come people don't love Los Angeles?
I do not get it.
What in tarnation is wrong with 75-80 and sunny every day?
For crying out loud.
Waaah, everyone is beautiful!
It's sunny all the time!
Waaaah!!
How art thou?
I truly hope that thou art well.
If you could see me, you would note my hands were clasped over my ample bosom, clutching a handkerchief made from chantilly lace.
Sniffing it.
How come people don't love Los Angeles?
I do not get it.
What in tarnation is wrong with 75-80 and sunny every day?
For crying out loud.
Waaah, everyone is beautiful!
It's sunny all the time!
Waaaah!!
Labels: Los Angeles