"Leah, Leah, Leah, my dear sweet Leah, how does your garden grow?"
My true love has my heart, and I have his. Together in marriage, together at heart. In good times and hard. In sickness and in health. For now and forever.
Friday, March 25, 2011
I hate people...
So stop trying to assume shit about me. You know nothing about my life anymore. You aren't even involved.
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