How strange a chequer work of providence is the life of man! and by what secret

differing springs are the affections hurry'd about as differing circumstances present!

To day we love what to morrow we hate; to day we seek what to morrow we shun;

to day we desire what to morrow we fear; nay even trouble at the apprehension of

Wayne, um, what do you do if every time you see

this one incredible woman you think yoo're gonna hurl

I say hurl, if you blow chunks and she comes back,

she's yours.  If you spew and she bolts, it was never meant to be

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