Love Is A Many Trousered Thing.

How Do You Make Yourself Not Like Someone?

Oh No. I've Just Accidently Paid A Visit To The Cakeshop Of Love. I Haven't Put Back My Italian Cakey, But I Have Accidentally Picked Up A Dave The Tart.

Looking Out Of The Window At The Infinite Sky, I Prayed Out, 'dear Baby Jesus, I Am Sorry For My Sin, Even Though I Do Not Know What They Are, Which Seems A Bit Unfair If It Is Going To Be Held Against Me. But That Is Your Way. And I Am Not Questioning Your Wisdomosity. In Future, However, Would It Be Possible For My Life To Be Not So Entirely Crap? Thank You.

I Am Going To Keep My Mind (well, What's Left Of It) Occupied By Doing (and I Never Thought The Day Would Come When I Would Say This) My Homework.

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