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WHAT'S A STAR ? CAN YOU TOUCH IT ? — A collection of my favorite quotes and lyrics. Forward me to all your friends.

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Hello! This is a bot account containing a collection of things that get stuck in my head, quotes and lyrics, across many different sources.

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But now, I finally understand! No matter what happens, these feelings I have will never vanish... Forever and ever...

I'll be by your side forever.
November 26, 2025 at 11:35 AM
Am I in fucking Iceland or something
November 26, 2025 at 11:25 AM
So... this "World Wide Web" I've heard about... Does it involve spiders?
November 26, 2025 at 11:08 AM
Oh, I know I should say no... but, it's kind of hard when she's ready to go. I may be dumb, but I'm not a dweeb! I'm just a sucker with no self-esteem!
November 26, 2025 at 11:01 AM
When you go, just don’t change the channel... I hope you won’t be long.

After all, I want to be wanted... Is that so wrong?
November 26, 2025 at 10:44 AM
My wife... was extraordinary. My wife was allergic to nutmeg. And when she sneezed, she always sneezed twice. My wife liked other people’s dogs. My wife thought cardigans looked ridiculous. I loved all these things about her... equally.
November 26, 2025 at 10:28 AM
I messed everything up. The mask didn't work. And now I don't think anybody wants to talk to me anymore...
November 26, 2025 at 10:09 AM
... Why are you looking at me like that? Like you have seen a ghost. Do you know something that I do not? No... That is impossible.
November 26, 2025 at 9:49 AM
This place was never worth saving.

... Do you still want to try?
November 26, 2025 at 9:33 AM
You wear guilt like shackles on your feet, like a halo in reverse. I can feel the discomfort in your seat — and in your head, it's worse.
November 26, 2025 at 9:26 AM
This is happening for your pleasure, at your leisure — use your evil whenever you want.
November 26, 2025 at 9:05 AM
The Music Dance Experience is officially canceled.
November 26, 2025 at 8:47 AM
I come home, she lifted up her wings — I guess that this must be the place. I can't tell one from another, did I find you or you find me?
November 26, 2025 at 8:32 AM
I TOLD you. I DESERVE THIS! Something BAD. Something ROTTEN. This MUST be Hell! We're openly walking into Hell with no real chance of escape, I betcha.

... You ask: How do I know it's Hell? It JUST. IS. And I... WELCOME IT.
November 26, 2025 at 8:25 AM
Two-faced bitches never lie, and therefore I never lie. Diagram this sin triangle for me tonight, because I don't know what to say.
November 26, 2025 at 8:07 AM
Don’t do it Mob. When things go south, it’s ok to run away!
November 26, 2025 at 7:44 AM
How long has this shift really gone on for? Six hours? Eight? 24? A week? A year? Does time even move in here? Will we ever go home? Will we ever achieve our dreams?

... Oh, wait. Yeah, that clock's broken.
November 26, 2025 at 7:31 AM
Don't you have anything better to do?
November 26, 2025 at 7:20 AM
I wish I could unsubscribe from your presence.
November 26, 2025 at 7:03 AM
And I'm all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed; they say it's my fault, but I want her so much.
November 26, 2025 at 6:39 AM
Hold still, yeah? I don’t like this any more than you do. You know what they say. Pain is how we know we’re still living.
November 26, 2025 at 6:25 AM
A heart... a delicate and precious thing that can be broken easily. But everyone has a darkside deep in their heart. At times, people can be trapped in their worst nightmare. But they won't know that they are trapped.
November 26, 2025 at 6:18 AM
Well, it's important being me, yeah, it's so important being me.
November 26, 2025 at 6:02 AM
I must have read a while, the latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style. It's funny, but I had no sense of living without aim... the day before you came.
November 26, 2025 at 5:47 AM
Guys, I know this might sound a little bit fucked up to say, but... I'm starting to think, for the good of humanity, we might need to kill the boss's wife.
November 26, 2025 at 5:29 AM