We're actors in our lives, pretendin' to be who we want people to think we are.
The urge to jump into his arms and feel the warmth of them surrounding me is so powerful, I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.
What would it take for you to go out with me?
Expectations make people miserable, so whatever yours are, lower them. You'll definitely be happier.
and the bananas are overdone.
One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.