My love grabbed my arm, wrapped it around her shoulder, tucked herself against my side and whispered, β822, just where I belong.β
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If 411 is information, then too much information is 822.
"So, I was at the mall and this guy got sick at the food court and he threw up over this little old lady with a walker, then this kid saw the puke and he threw up all over his baby brother and..."
"Whoah man, like 822."
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For home is where the heart is
And my heart is anywhere you are
Anywhere you are is home
And that is where I belong
I belong with you 822 β―οΈ
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This is where I belongβ¦
I know itβ¦
How to get thereβ¦.
822..I β€οΈyou
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