We all carry these things inside that no one else can see.
They hold us down like anchors. They drown us out at sea.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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Here's a girl: you’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. you’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her...♥
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