What you said today makes sense, sir.
Got a feelin' you're gonna be that sort of overprotective, "hurt my daughter and i'll shoot you" kinda dad. But that's nice- beats the one i have):
But it's k. I've got over it.
What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger, right?
It's sweet how she was your first, sweet how you knew she was the one for you, the one you'd care for in sickness and in health, in richness and poverty, till death do you part.
But the pessimist in me says - will it last?
How do you know?
How does anyone know?
I guess you can't quite blame me for thinking that way.
It's time to take a step back.
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