Granted, you are sent to military school for delinquent youths.
I wish my friends weren't so annoying.
This is one little planet in one tiny solar system in a galaxy that’s barely out of its diapers. I’m old, Dean. Very old. So I invite you to contemplate how insignificant I find you.
Granted, but now you are the one's who allergic to cats.
I wish I had better teachers.
you'll never find another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes ocean lapping voice, smile coy as the brightest quiet span of sky and you're all alone again tonight; not again, not again, not again. and don't it feel alright, and don't it feel so nice? lovely.
Granted, but they each have something strange about them, such as nose picking obsession, screaming really loud in front of the class, and rnadom outbreaks of crying.
I wish I could visit the carribean islands.
"If the king doesn't lead, how can he expect his subordinates to follow?"
Granted, but the second you set foot on the ground you are whisked away by a slave trader and end up being a slave for an old fat, hairy man who forces you to give him massages for hours every day.
Granted, but you come so powerful that you cannot die and you become so old that you turn in to a walnut and laugh when people walk past you. And they're thinking they're hearing things because all that is around them is a superpowered walnut!
Granted, but when you get your own book published people who don't like your books will appear in front of you and complain how the story isn't enough like Twilight, slowly driving you insane.
