Shattered thoughts race through my brain like a child who loves to run through the rain. Images of a time I can not rewind back to when you were here and really mine. Life is a game of chance and fate... That's the part I truly hate. (You asked for it Priscilla Crockett my head is full of twisted nursery rhymes!!)
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Random Musings from Facebook
My random status thoughts and love sent to me by others. Just a glimpse into the madness, sadness, and silliness of my mind.