Something lovely about facebook.
Is when you go to write someone a message, thinking you’ve never sent them one before. But then it turns out a whole history of messages from how many ever years ago has been saved. Lovely memories! From RoXana: “I’m so sorry to hear about Junebug. I was bit by a dachshund when I was a kid… Junie taught me how to love again. She will be missed.”
When every person has their own personal story to...
As if to caution, to warn, take heed, I can appreciate the climax and lesson learned but really, None matter.
Text from my sister.
Last night I dreamt that you had a baby and you named her Simon montoya. She learned to talk in three days —Share Via GO SMS
You’re right lovely, Queenie, …You shouldn’t hide it. Someone will...– Jennifer S. Davis, Our Former Lives in Art
Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants.
If you’re okay.