VirgoSquared
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Okay, so it doesn't accept tables.
Okay, so it doesn't accept tables.
This should decrease font size and turn the color red
Okay, again. That didn't work lol
Purple
All right, either I've completely and utterly lost the ability to code or some mysterious force is blocking my powers lol.
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When all our sins, come back to haunt us in the end. To hang, around, and tap us on the shoulder and smile silent
When all our sins, come back to haunt us in the end. To hang, around, and tap us on the shoulder and smile silent
Rambling off the top of my head- style sheets-and whatever else
Raining in Virginia, with Dreaming as a Torn Umbrella
Counting Crows
Holiday in Spain
Got no place to go, but there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico. She's got a bottle of Tequila, a bottle of Gin, and if I bring a little music I can fit right in. We've got airplane rides, we got California driving out the window side. And we got big, black cars, and we got stories how we slept with all the movie stars, I may. Take a Holiday in Spain. Leave my wings behind me. Drink my worries down the drain, and fly away to somewhere new.
Hop on my choo choo, I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit, if you. Dress me up in pink and white we may get just a little fuzzy about it later tonight. Well she's my angel, she's a little better than the one that used to be with me, cause she. Likes to scream at me, man it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree. I may. Take a holiday in Spain. Leave my wings behind me. Drive this little girl insane, or fly away to some where new.
Everybody's gone. They left the television screaming that the radio's on. And someone stole my shoes, but there's a couple of banannas and a bottle of booze; oh. Well Happy New Years baby, we can probably fix it if we clean it up all day, or we can. Simply, pack our bags, and catch a plane to Barcelona cause this city's a drag.
Raining in Virginia, with Dreaming as a Torn Umbrella
Counting Crows
Holiday in Spain
Got no place to go, but there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico. She's got a bottle of Tequila, a bottle of Gin, and if I bring a little music I can fit right in. We've got airplane rides, we got California driving out the window side. And we got big, black cars, and we got stories how we slept with all the movie stars, I may. Take a Holiday in Spain. Leave my wings behind me. Drink my worries down the drain, and fly away to somewhere new.
Hop on my choo choo, I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit, if you. Dress me up in pink and white we may get just a little fuzzy about it later tonight. Well she's my angel, she's a little better than the one that used to be with me, cause she. Likes to scream at me, man it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree. I may. Take a holiday in Spain. Leave my wings behind me. Drive this little girl insane, or fly away to some where new.
Everybody's gone. They left the television screaming that the radio's on. And someone stole my shoes, but there's a couple of banannas and a bottle of booze; oh. Well Happy New Years baby, we can probably fix it if we clean it up all day, or we can. Simply, pack our bags, and catch a plane to Barcelona cause this city's a drag.
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