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Just a gal writing about gals bein pals

What a beautiful Sunset.

Me. Take it or leave it.

Heart of my own heart, how can I let you go? Love of my life, why go where I cannot follow? Why must you leave me behind, to live on without you? My love, my love, what am I going to do without you?

I cook my chicken skin side down to make sure I only judge it by the content of its character.