Apothecaries and timidness
Thursday, December 18, 2008 8:16 PM
I type to you as my stomach wrenches in pain.
Before it's asked, No it is not that time of month.
I feel as if words couldn't describe the immense joy I would be feeling if my stomach didn't hurt quite
so
badly.
*groan*
So I suppose pictures will have to do for tonight.
I'd like to take the time to thank the four men who seem to keep making my day.
As for this little boy, I'd like to thank him for existing.
I love my brother
Even when he's cranky
Before it's asked, No it is not that time of month.
I feel as if words couldn't describe the immense joy I would be feeling if my stomach didn't hurt quite
so
badly.
*groan*
So I suppose pictures will have to do for tonight.
I'd like to take the time to thank the four men who seem to keep making my day.
As for this little boy, I'd like to thank him for existing.I love my brother
Even when he's cranky
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