Granted but now it's never cold again and you're stuck in a perpetually baking environment.
I wish our home wasn't so crazy.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Granted, but this time you sleep for a hundred years. And the only way you can wake up is for some dude to kiss you.
I wish I could find homes for all the animals at the local shelter!
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
Granted, but now your heart hurts. And that is a bajillion times worse.
I wish people weren't so judgmental.
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Granted, but it doesn't give you any mental or emotional fulfillment because it's not really you who's creating it.
I wish I could shrink the moon and hang it like a disco ball in my room, WITHOUT screwing up all the tides.
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
Granted, but because you've done this, it means you're a bald man with a bad accent and a bunch of little yellow minions. (My little brothers just watched Despicable Me last night).
I wish I could speak French fluently and flawlessly.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Granted, but instead of eating it, you get it poured all over you and it takes hours to get off.
I wish "The Grudge" didn't scare me so much. o_O
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
You'd better wise up, Pony... you get tough like me and you don't get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothing can touch you, man. — Dallas Winston, The Outsiders