It has to be there somewhere
It has to be there somewhere
It has to be there somewhere
and thats why you fold over the end. with that you also realize you've become old and like your dad. but thats life i guess.
Jokes on you I realized I was like my dad when it was clear I was emotionally unavailable
no need to get personal.
My father is a carpenter. I was born rolling the end of the tape, molded by it.
"You merely adopted the tape"
All well and good until someone else uses the roll