Granted. You've edited it so bad, though, that you have to edit it again, which will take absolutely forever.
I wish I could draw really well.
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Granted but now they're overheating to the point where they're burning.
I wish I had a better cell phone
-Kristen
So I just try, fail and try, and try again- and someday I swear I'm gonna get it. 'Cause I'm convinced, giving in is the worst thing there is.--Straylight Run
Granted. However, it breaks as soon as you use it.
I wish I could stop being lazy and finish my House fanfic. :[[[
because memory moves in orbits of absence, because she holds her hands out in the rain, and rain remembers nothing, not even how it became itself. - Las Ruinas del Corazon, Eric Gamalinda
Granted, but you kill House in your fanfic, and then a bunch of angry readers come after you with canes and scalpels.
I wish they made mini cheesesticks. (Honestly, I always have trouble finishing the normal ones. As much as I like cheese, I really want them to come in half-packages.)
"My pet, I've been to the devil, and he's a very dull fellow. I won't go there again, even for you..."
Granted, but you're meaner so now you have no friends.
I wish I had all the cookies and Bella wouldn't be such a hog about it.
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Granted; you don't write it and fail because you're a plagarist. It goes on your permanent record and just looks generally bad. (More seriously, Google "Citation Machine" and use that. My professor didn't notice/care when I had.)
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go... — Dr. Seuss
