Folding up the legs, enjoying the ambience, no one fortunately saw me.
Sipping favorite as having really great companion. I’m scatty about when I
breathed really fine. I missed that somehow. Why was my adorable tick gone?
Why? Did my eyes not tell enough that I begged the situation to stay?
Monday, April 20, 2015
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