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diet coke accompanies all her adventures. welcome one and all.
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2 comments:
your memories are your own just like your exile. You created the demise that you now live. You continue it everyday that you don't resolve your issues. Life is short and time forgives your actions. take a chance nothing ventured nothing gain but continued messiness. Asking for forgiveness is a human condition.
And that, loyal readers, would be one of my parents. I just love Christmas!
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