Our relationship is love and hate. I hate you because you have to be so picky about where you can take me. I love you because you save my knees from getting tired and sore.
I know you hate me because how I treat you. You probably think you are unlucky to be my wheelchair, I always put you in trunks of cars, under buses, in dark closets and take you camping. You would probably like to be somebody else’s wheelchair where you sit at home. Think how adventurous your life has been.
Wait until we go bungee jumping!
|My Precious 2008||Good & Evil 2008|
|Nurture, 2008||No, 2008|
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