Sometimes this existence feels like something you won in a custody battle.
It feels like a broken, fraught, tense piece from an emtional war.
It feels like a broken, fraught, tense piece from an emtional war.
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Day 16 of 108
The pictures don't look like much. But...it is testament to what can happen when you don't expect anything. I don't think I ca...
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