#la!task

People People who need people Are the luckiest people in the world, We're children, needing other children And yet letting our grown-up pride Hide all the need inside, Acting more like children Than children. Lovers are very special people, They're the luckiest people In the world.

Thank you for being a friend Traveled down a road and back again Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant I'm not ashamed to say I hope it always will stay this way My hat is off, won't you stand up and take a bow

You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me When the road looks rough ahead And you're miles and miles From your nice warm bed You just remember what your old pal said Boy, you've got a friend in me Yeah, you've got a friend in me

“The maids come around too much, parents ain’t around enough.”  – Frank Ocean

love myself, I wanna see it When I turn around, look in the mirror And if you don't like it, you can leave it 'Cause it's my own and I'll keep owning it If you don't like what I'm wearing Well, you're only bothered 'cause you're staring And you'll never talk me into caring 'Cause it's my own and I'll keep owning it

A place to crash I got you No need to ask I got you Just get on the phone I got you Come and pick you up if I have to What's weird about it Is we're right at the end Ain't mad about it Just figured it out in my head I'm proud to say I got you

[The letter came with a note that says: 1000 Parkway Ave, Chelsea, NY.]

“Thank goodness for my trust fund.”