This is dedicated to My Lil bro and Lil sis to whom I Love ~Dearly...
As a "insert my surename here" we always find it pretty to express our emotions particuarly how we may feel about people...
In This case id like to attempt this by writing a blog on how much I actually Love my LIL bro n sis...
Conrad and Paige
I would normally just write but as we cant express our emotions ill have to do it a lil different for them to understand...
Ooh na na, what's our name
Ooh na na, what's our name
Ooh na na, what's our name
Ooh na na, what's our name
Ooh na na, what's our name
whats our name, whats our name ....
Handle bars, and then I let go, let go for anyone
Take Us in, and throw out our hearts and get a new one..
Oh, oh, starry eyed
Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit me with lightning
You goota make her feel like shes the only girl in the world
Like shes the only one that you’ll ever love
Like shes the only one who knows your heart
Only girl in the world…
Like shes the only one that’s in command
Cuz shesthe only one who understands how to make you feel like a man...
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hands out, baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hands out darlin
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam:]
we need each other, (yeeah) to understand
Tried so hard
To be your friend
The kind of friendyou want in the end
Only then can we begin to live again...
Que ola cata, que ola omega
And this how we gon' do it, dale
One two three four
Uno dos tres cuatro
Rumba, si
Ella quiere su Rumba, como?
Rumba, si
Ella quiere su Rumba, como?...
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sharing childhood memories and grown-up dreams...
I don't believe an accident of birth makes people sisters or brothers. It makes them siblings, gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood is a condition people have to work at...
Our siblings push buttons that cast us in roles we felt sure we had let go of long ago - the baby, the peacekeeper, the caretaker, the avoider.... It doesn't seem to matter how much time has elapsed or how far we've traveled...
To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time...
