"I wake up, in tear drops that fall down like rain. I put on that old song we danced to and then, I head off to my job guess not much has changed, ... go to bed, dream of you, that's what I'm doing these days "
That excerpt from the Rascal Flatts song, makes me think of Becca in a way. Last night was so bad. All I did was cry. I think I cried
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Man, fucked up truck = sucks ass. Hopefully it'll be better by this weekend, I have plans for you missy!!
*hugstight*
♥ Kara
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