you will I trust find heaviness may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
We still have prostitutes standing on our corner, and people crapping round the back of buildings. The charms are still there.
I won't be labeled as average.
Those who donโt love themselves as they are rarely love life either.
I'd rather live at the bottom of a well than leave Avonlea.
This will be my last year, Lord. I have gotten what I can. Thank You.