When i see my baby is gone, when all the madness i raise my family and live in peace now thats whats real to me, real to me. Die if i was in a dressing room and a dangerous time got me thinking about the spirits flow thats not real to me, when i see my baby is wrong, when all the madness i raise my famly i live in peace now thats wats real 2 me, picnics in the garden the children can play the first day of the summer i lay all day, i raise up my finger and watch football on TV.
Aequitas: This is a story you must read to get over your aggression and "love" for a megan.
What! would you have a man bind himself to the first girl he falls in love with, say farewell to the world for her sake, and have no eyes for anyone else? A fine thing, to be sure, to pride oneself upon the false honour of being faithful, to lose oneself in one passion for ever, and to be blind from our youth up to all the other beautiful women who can captivate our gaze! No, no; constancy is the share of fools. Every beautiful woman has a right to charm us, and the privilege of having been the first to be loved should not deprive the others of the just pretensions which the whole sex has over our hearts. As for me, beauty delights me wherever I meet with it, and I am easily overcome by the gentle violence with which it hurries us along. It matters not if I am already engaged: the love I have for a fair one cannot make me unjust towards the others; my eyes are always open to merit, and I pay the homage and tribute nature claims. Whatever may have taken place before, I cannot refuse my love to any of the lovely women I behold; and, as soon as a handsome face asks it of me, READ IT!
