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Gin and Tonic anyone?
Yessssss

Gin and Tonic anyone?

Yessssss

Fair Trade

Fair Fight?

No.

You’d always won.

From the first of the offers,

To what’s last to come.

But what’s the exchange?

A trade, I propose:

A storytelling event,

Hope you’re not too opposed.

I see your misfortunes of men,

And I raise you the woes of women.

And in this effort,

Discover,

What lays in each other.

That seems fair.

lets just say

someone doesn’t know how to run the bases…

Stay Tuned

Steady buzz.

Jack will do that to you.

Ready for Royalty?

Bring on the Crown.

Gonna be a good(bad) night.


How to love a woman.
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.” -Bob Marley 

How to love a woman.

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.” -Bob Marley 

weconfideinwolves:

“How terrible it is to love something, that death can touch”

weconfideinwolves:

“How terrible it is to love something, that death can touch”

Finders, Keepers

How do you know when somethings not right?

Will it feel all wrong?

Or will I never know?

The time has come

To walk away

To run away

To lose myself

And know not where she went

Yes

I do think the time has come