Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2015 2:07:24 GMT
one day you'll hear this song
and understand that all along there's something more that i'm trying to say. oh, harry. oh, harry. why can't you see what you're doing to me.
What would people do if someone told them that life could be perfect, they could have everything they could possibly want by just asking for it. End world peace? No problem. End world hunger, get rich quick? Done. Any smart person would know that a perfect world couldn't exist for it would soon crumble away, people would get bored and have nothing to bring true excitement to their lives once they had done everything they had ever wanted, goals would cease to exist.
Pauline leaned forward in the driver's seat, adjusting the knob on the radio to turn the volume up as a popular song came on. With no one to judge her for her decisions, she casually sung in the confines of her car, beating her hands lightly on the steering wheel, humming and singing along to the pop song. "When I'm gooonee, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone." She sang as she pulled up into the driveway of the prestigious racing stable.
She found herself quieting rather quickly once she realized just how large the facility was, were they all this huge? She hurried to remove the key from the ignition and jump out of the car. Talking about someone who actually had money in their pockets, not that she particularly cared that much about money.
The brown haired woman fumbled through her small purse to retrieve her cell phone, nervously trying to hurry and find Liam's contact. She pulled the phone up to her ear, tapping her foot in the gravel as she heard the phone's rings. "Hey, Liam, it's Pauline. I'm here at Rose Park..are you around?" She asked, not wanting to just waltz onto the property randomly.
Although she was a full-time college student with only a year to go, she had taken up a job offer as a part-time caretaker for the racehorses at the stable, although she seemed to be heavily interested in becoming a jockey to one of the horses, who wouldn't want the thrill of letting a horse run to his heart's extent whilst allowing other horses to eat his dust?
Pauline leaned forward in the driver's seat, adjusting the knob on the radio to turn the volume up as a popular song came on. With no one to judge her for her decisions, she casually sung in the confines of her car, beating her hands lightly on the steering wheel, humming and singing along to the pop song. "When I'm gooonee, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone." She sang as she pulled up into the driveway of the prestigious racing stable.
She found herself quieting rather quickly once she realized just how large the facility was, were they all this huge? She hurried to remove the key from the ignition and jump out of the car. Talking about someone who actually had money in their pockets, not that she particularly cared that much about money.
The brown haired woman fumbled through her small purse to retrieve her cell phone, nervously trying to hurry and find Liam's contact. She pulled the phone up to her ear, tapping her foot in the gravel as she heard the phone's rings. "Hey, Liam, it's Pauline. I'm here at Rose Park..are you around?" She asked, not wanting to just waltz onto the property randomly.
Although she was a full-time college student with only a year to go, she had taken up a job offer as a part-time caretaker for the racehorses at the stable, although she seemed to be heavily interested in becoming a jockey to one of the horses, who wouldn't want the thrill of letting a horse run to his heart's extent whilst allowing other horses to eat his dust?
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