I could tell you the stores of stories that I have in my head, of the good time, the dances in the rain, going to church, by the car loads. Those were the days.
whatever” I mean fuck you.☊Think you can't do it? Try looking at it a different way. Holding Out For A Hero: Pink Floyd - The Wall: The Shadows, In The Dark, Reapers Of Good And Evil.Riding Waves, Rocks And Frogs, Dates And Beaches, Riding Waves, Rocks And Frogs, Dates And Beaches. Delightfully Feisty ~Hands On: Babes, beaches,glory dazes. Birthdays. 5 Stars:Bitches 2 Group.
Parents , brothers, when time for family meant a lot. My childhood, was spent on the road, at the houses of the uncles, the aunts, playing with their kids.
Parents , brothers, when time for family meant a lot. My childhood, was spent on the road, at the houses of the uncles, the aunts, playing with their kids.
Here's To Our Past, And Presents(s) Always.Eyes Open Daily:Treats 2 Delight.
The Lesser of Two Evils: The Burning of Children Instead of Paper.Pages To Books. Parents , brothers, when time for family meant a lot. My childhood, was spent on the road, at the houses of the uncles, the aunts, playing with their kids.
I could tell you the stores of stories that I have in my head, of the good time, the dances in the rain, going to church, by the car loads. Those were the days.
I have a dream, to start over again, to go around the bend, doors and windows open, to help, to assist , and to train, how to be a better person. Everyday.
Nurses, Nuns, Needy Freaks And Frogs, Hats And Horns,Sheep And Goat Tales, Love, Hate, Lessons. Coins To Flip. A TIMELESS ESCAPE.USMC. NEW YEAR, NEW YOU! Welcome.
whatever” I mean fuck you.☊Think you can't do it? Try looking at it a different way. Holding Out For A Hero: Pink Floyd - The Wall: The Shadows, In The Dark, Reapers Of Good And Evil.Riding Waves, Rocks And Frogs, Dates And Beaches, Riding Waves, Rocks And Frogs, Dates And Beaches. Delightfully Feisty ~Hands On: Babes, beaches,glory dazes. Birthdays. 5 Stars:Bitches 2 Group.
I could tell you the stores of stories that I have in my head, of the good time, the dances in the rain, going to church, by the car loads. Those were the days.





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