with a possible appearance by the Polo boys.
This is exactly what I need. Every since I found out about that betrayal, I have been stressing. I need a smoke, and I need to get tipsy. Bring it on.
Girl therapy here I come.
When you risk it all for love only to watch it fall to dust,
You can't help it to feel as if love has the chances like a carnival goldfish.
If you believe in love, it lives.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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