I lasted fives years in that damn school in Texas, with those damn impossible quizzes and damn annoying teachers and I can't even solve a Rubik's cube.
There's a world of difference between a minute spent with a pretty girl and a minute spent with your hand on a stove.
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
No one here wanting me; please don't say you don't agree.
Wishing for a world hiding from my seeking eye.
Hers was an all-embracing love.
Unwavering, undiluted affection.
If I killed a person directly, she would probably forgive me even then.
I lasted fives years in that damn school in Texas, with those damn impossible quizzes and damn annoying teachers and I can't even solve a Rubik's cube.

