I don't own my own magazine or news station

I own two cars.

I own this car.

I own a corporation.

I own the lease.

I owned my own company, I had my own office in Toronto and had my own big events.

I bought you. I own you.

I own a German car.

I washed my own shirts.

I washed my own shirt.

I own one German car.

I have my own theory.

I started my own experiments.

I don't own the truth.

Now I do own stocks.

I tried on my own.

I don't own a guesthouse.

I make my own decisions.

I may own the team.

I got my own problems.

And I still don't own my own cab. You know why?

I think I understand my own people.

I have my own stereo set.

I traveled at my own expense.

I own some very old stamps.

I will have my own way.

I can't see my own forehead.

So I grow my own beansprouts.

Look, I own this place, remember?

So I became my own intern.

Do I use my own name?

I can make my own purpose.

I was singing my own obituary.

When I open my own restaurant,

I like making my own decisions.

I can't see my own fingers.

I always had my own way.

I can't kill my own father.

I want my own nipple back.

And I realized I could use my own experience, my own body to tell that story.

I got what I wanted my own way.

Own your own success.

I got a second hand video camera, and I instantly started making my own animations on my own, and all throughout high school I made my own animations.

My first prizes I used my own toys, like the cars my own toys.

I wish I had a house of my own.