J. M. Roberts Quotes
I keep thinking I'm going to wake up and it will all be a really bad, long dream. I want to wrap my arms around the entire region and blink my eyes like 'I Dream of Jeannie' and make it all like it was before.
J. M. Roberts
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I keep thinking I'm going to wake up and it will all be a really bad, long dream. I want to wrap my arms around the entire region and blink my eyes like 'I Dream of Jeannie' and make it all like it was before.
J. M. Roberts