One word. The word that crowns women and imprisons men. -well, for the most part.
Shopping!
Another word. Spoiled. Yes, label me with that if you will. I am truth; I am proudly the deer in the headlights. -as well as the emo kid in the corner, right now. Difference being, no need for a razor.
How I long for time to roll in reverse. Roller coasters are questionable if they are flat however.
Just remember mother-daughter time.
My love for her is immeasurable. |