It’s too funky.
Who depends on who?
Oh.
Tender is the touch of someone that you love too much.
Every street is stoney if you have nowhere else to go.
I wouldn’t have one on the wall.
But there are an infinite number of “seconds” in every increment.
Literally. The only tautology that makes any sense.
You said I played it first. I knew that it was you.
Would’ve never got out of it, would I?
Philosophers and their riddles.
Take a load off Fanny, and put it onto another fanny.
Exceed becomes excess.
Are you Asha?
It’s a fair cop.
