crawlin’

those who know me closely would know it is rare that this girl comes crawling home at 3.3o am in the morning. very rare.

tonight is one of those nights and i’m quite thankful to (now) be home, nursing this bout of PMS.

its an odd night, a busy night–i can’t understand this life of entertaining, and i am ever thankful for the tinkerbel and the father for planning everything so it took off the stress.

curled up in bed with bronco is right where i want to be.

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Author: c

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