Post by PANDA on Sept 9, 2014 0:06:36 GMT -8
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when my hair's all but gone and my memory fades and the crowds don't remember my name when my hands don't play the strings the same way i know you will still love me the same your soul could never grow old
It's true what they say about Texas. Everything is bigger there. The buildings, the animals..You've got potatoes the size of your forearm and steaks as big as your head. The people are friendlier.. They will make eye contact with you every time they speak to you, shake your hand in introduction, smile and wave. They're polite.. At least most of them. They turn five minute conversations into dinner. And man do they love their expressions. That's why this is my home. Tomball, Texas. It's a small(er) town on the outskirts of Houston. While the weather is usually ugly and humid, it's a beautiful jungle out here. It used to be smaller than it is now but it keeps continuing to grow. I plan to grow with it.. How about you?
