Why I Get Up and Fight
I would be lying in my room wanting to die, just then I would hear cooing and giggling out in the living room; always at the perfect moments- reminding me why I was doing what I was doing.
Read More...I would be lying in my room wanting to die, just then I would hear cooing and giggling out in the living room; always at the perfect moments- reminding me why I was doing what I was doing.
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