It has to be there somewhere
It has to be there somewhere
It has to be there somewhere
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and thats why you fold over the end. with that you also realize you've become old and like your dad. but thats life i guess.
Jokes on you I realized I was like my dad when it was clear I was emotionally unavailable
no need to get personal.
My father is a carpenter. I was born rolling the end of the tape, molded by it.
"You merely adopted the tape"
All well and good until someone else uses the roll