No matter how high a bird might fly, it still has to get its food from the ground.
Sunday, July 7, 2019
coming back for good.
a day to remember :)
...thought of coming back for good. But it seems like I'm just dwelling in a million words; in a clueless state of mind. Puzzled, baffled, what else could describe how complicated I am now huh. 'Nuff said.
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