Saturday night was well spent with my babygirl, instead of joining friends at Helipad, we chose to sit by the bridge, have a heart to heart talk and it never felt so good trashing things out, things that I've been keeping to myself all this while, things that had me crying to sleep. Maybe that's just part of life, part of growing up.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
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