Well I'm older than CW, so I am old enough to be a mother to most of you. I'm happy to be a freind too.
I'm doing pretty well ma'am thanks!Oooh shopping sounds nice! Always gets me in the best mood possible. Lol
Well I'm older than CW, so I am old enough to be a mother to most of you. I'm happy to be a freind too.
We can only learn to love by loving. - Iris Mudoch, British writer
You ARE also my Mommy! And I will meet you soon...wooo-hooo!
What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are but how you deal with incompatibility. - Leo Tolstoy
The clearest explanation for failure of any marriage is that two people are incompatible; that is, one is male and the other female. - Anna Quindlen
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"All the beats and melodies keep realities at bay but what happens when the records done and starts to fade away? Alone within myself again, I try to veil away my pain. The dirty grey surrounding me 'round..... And now I hear no sound."
*stomps feet because I can* Did you all figure out whose mom, sister, cousin or anything I am yet?(Please indulge me and make it good!) I haven't looked back through any threads yet, so I'm sure I'm missing a lot.
Friendship Prayer
May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day and may their arms be too short to scratch.
Amen
Whoever said anything was possible obviously never tried slamming a revolving door.
All I know is that CW, Cat and Gigi are my sisters. I don't have a mom on here unless WC counts but she seems more like a friend since she's so cheeky! I love that about her. You would probably be more like an auntie maybe. I think you're Gigi's mom, lol.
"All the beats and melodies keep realities at bay but what happens when the records done and starts to fade away? Alone within myself again, I try to veil away my pain. The dirty grey surrounding me 'round..... And now I hear no sound."
Aww - YES - because I've always and forever wanted a brother!
Friendship Prayer
May the fleas of a thousand camels infest the crotch of the person who screws up your day and may their arms be too short to scratch.
Amen
Whoever said anything was possible obviously never tried slamming a revolving door.
A match made in heaven.
"All the beats and melodies keep realities at bay but what happens when the records done and starts to fade away? Alone within myself again, I try to veil away my pain. The dirty grey surrounding me 'round..... And now I hear no sound."
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