Granted! He's fat, hairy, short, bald, and stalkerish. And he keeps trying to make out with you.
I wish I were a size 2 or something. Either that or taller...
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Granted, but you hate the job so much that you quit. The only jobs left are paying you minimum wage.
I wish Andi and Leanne will get into the show with me.
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Granted, but you turn into a deaf mute and the only way you can communicate is by written poetry.
I wish Andi and Leanne got into the show.
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you can afford it, but hten you hate half of the books you wanted to begin with, and no longer have money for antyhing else and your living out of a box in the streets
Granted! you have no more best friends and that's the end of individuality!
I wish I had a wireless router!
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*I wish someone would like me who could carry a decent convo with me, make me laugh, cheer me up, and all that perfect guy stuff, and he was a vampire who won't drink my blood*
I tell the neophyte: Write a million words–the absolute best you can write, then throw it all away and bravely turn your back on what you have written. At that point, you’re ready to begin. — David Eddings