Colt
I know it's a drag, I know it's a grind
I know that a dollar ain't worth a dime
I know you get tired, I know you get down
I know you get sick of this soul-sucking town
I know that a dollar ain't worth a dime
I know you get tired, I know you get down
I know you get sick of this soul-sucking town
A nod follows suit, because she can’t really expect any amore than that. What I can is more than enough, when it’s honest. He doesn’t strike her as the lying type. ”I also could use your input,” she drags out, slower, more careful about the weight of this. She’d already offered it to Sohalia too, and that’d been easier, but it’s easier for her to believe in a woman. Her gaze turns steady on him, watching. ”With running the place once we make it. A cabinet seat, to help shape it into something right.”
All his talk with her about feeling lost now that he doesn’t lead, she figures this could be exactly what he needs as much as she does, if for entirely different reasons. Not that this is about offering him a favor, but rather she thinks they could scratch each other’s backs in the process. He has expertise she’s aware she’s lacking. She’s led a ranch, and as wild as the desert is, the people that she hopes might settle there, they’re gonna talk back a lot worse than the cows.
”I don’t need your answer now, if you want to sit with it a while,” something she adds on now after her experience with Sohalia, aware that where she might be ready, everyone else still needs the time to think through everything she already has. ”But It’s yours, if you’re interested. I know we’d be better for it.” We, already speaking as if the desert is hers. Less ambition than it is raw need for it to be true, else she truly has nothing left.
All his talk with her about feeling lost now that he doesn’t lead, she figures this could be exactly what he needs as much as she does, if for entirely different reasons. Not that this is about offering him a favor, but rather she thinks they could scratch each other’s backs in the process. He has expertise she’s aware she’s lacking. She’s led a ranch, and as wild as the desert is, the people that she hopes might settle there, they’re gonna talk back a lot worse than the cows.
”I don’t need your answer now, if you want to sit with it a while,” something she adds on now after her experience with Sohalia, aware that where she might be ready, everyone else still needs the time to think through everything she already has. ”But It’s yours, if you’re interested. I know we’d be better for it.” We, already speaking as if the desert is hers. Less ambition than it is raw need for it to be true, else she truly has nothing left.
Let's make a little lemonade if lemons is all we got
Sunset's like a tangerine, let's find a road we've never seen
Don't waste another mile or a minute not kissin' me
Life is short, make it sweet
Sunset's like a tangerine, let's find a road we've never seen
Don't waste another mile or a minute not kissin' me
Life is short, make it sweet
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
