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Listen, says ambition, nervously shifting her weight from one boot to another - why don't you get going?
For there I am, in the mossy shadows, under the trees.
And to tell the truth I don't want to let go of the wrists of idleness,
I don't want to sell my life for money
I don't even want to come in out of the rain.
You look so badass when you hold a large gun. That’s why I want one 🙂 I still have yet to ever shoot a gun and I’ve lived in MT for almost 8 years now – where people have more guns than children.