"I'm not running. I'm not hiding. I'm not reaching. I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open. Wanna pull my sould in. And I'm almost home!" -Mary Chapin Carpenter
i recieved a box from my best friend growing up and her mother. it was great. her mom said for me to be out here is shows a courageous character, and she isn't suprised because I was the one who always picked up the crickets and kissed them.
"Hey everyone, look what I've got, Christmas cookies!"
"Cookies.... YAYAYAYAY!"
"Who was that strannnngge bluuuuue creeeturee??"
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