Life As A House | George: I always thought of myself as a house. I was always what I lived in. It didn't need to be big. It didn't even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be mine. I became what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a house.
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| I will have this; end of story. |
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| scrabble in bed is my specialty. |
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| heaven. |
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| Let's make these together. |
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| i just wanna live in a tree house with you. |
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| I promise you, this will be my home. |
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| ♥ |
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| Africa may have stolen my heart back. |
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| wondrous. |
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| take me there. |
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| a man's touch. |
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| origami me. |
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| left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul. |
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| let's hit the sac. |
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| spiral into love. |
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| play things. |
Where i've been. Better yet—where i'm going.
