Like I fell down again. Grazed badly, scabs fell off and salt got rubbed into my wounds forcefully. Bit my lip, swallowed my pride and let my tears run free.

"sometimes I just don't know where to place my hands."


On a bright note. Happy birthday Sis. Big hugs. Miss you tons and see you on Sat. Smooches. May happiness be with you always and may cheer be around you everyday. Love you sis!