Broken promises are recyclable
… or at least biodegradable.
note: a promise … I cross my heart
a broken promise … I double cross my heart.
double note: broken promises are liabilities
promises are reliabilities.
triple note: there is no “compromise” in a promise, but there is a “promise” in compromise … for some reason.
quadruple note: this guy makes me laugh everytime I see him … I’m sure he says the same thing about me … so we are even.
quintuple note: bicycles are recyclable.
notes to myself #189
You don’t belong to too many clubs … and none of them have cool clubhouses either.
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note: in the fantasy seesaw/teeter totter realm of things.
double note: “I only trust 2 people; my mother … and you’re not the other one.”
(brutalized line from Con-Air)
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