Granted. But right after you die, you find out that everyone just pretended not to be screwed up and then when you died, everyone started getting screwed up and hated you.
Granted but then you wouldn’t have the same sisterly connections as you would now because you wouldn’t know how to joke with them. I wish horses never got out of their pens. (Yes, mine got out today )
Granted, but then everyone loves your fame way too much that you get so annoyed of it that you lock yourself into a room and never get out. And so you die.
I wish could eat, but never gain weight because of it.
Granted, but then you find true love so many times, and it breaks so many times, that you get tired of it and you never find any happiness or true love.
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