The joy of gifts
The only gift she’s ever seem particularly attached to is a keyring I bought her back when I was around 10. It reads: NOBODY IS PERFECT. EXCEPT ME.
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The only gift she’s ever seem particularly attached to is a keyring I bought her back when I was around 10. It reads: NOBODY IS PERFECT. EXCEPT ME.
Continue readingApropos of nothing, Mother binned the Christmas dinner and left the home for two days. I still have no concrete reason why.
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