Where the hell my contacts @?

where da hell my contacts

I keep on falling.

So this is my second Autumn. Although the weather for the week has been splendid. Fall made such an ugly entrance. She rained. Oh dear, she rained. It was 40 degrees outside and Mother Nature drenched the DMV. I can’t determine whether she was drunk, or pissed when she barrelled

My heart

My heart.. My heart is sweet my heart is kind my heart is loving with a creative mind my heart is beating with strokes of love that connects through vessels full of joy my heart takes beatings for me to see what a amazing person I am and can be

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