shut my eyes, cross my fingers, and hope to wake up to some sunshine tomorrow.
solve these problems while i sleep.
or should i cross my heart and hope to die instead?
if you can't fix it, i can't stand it.
blame it on the snow. blame it on valentine's day. blame it on the blisters. blame it on you.
does it really matter?
any way this plays out, i lose.
i shut my eyes and cross my fingers.
we'll see how this goes.
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