it truly is the little things that kill ya. i was drivin home from..who knows where, not important and i just thought of drivin somewhere with my mom and i got a little frown on my face. last week dad and i were workin in the yard and normally my mom would open the back door to throw somethin out and wave to us or walk out to us an ask what we want
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