Anyone who knows me well knows how much I love to sleep. It might be in my genes. […]
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You know what hope is? Hope is a bastard Hope is a liar, a cheat and a tease. […]
When someone you love is fighting for their life, a lot of stuff goes by the wayside. A […]
Unlike the real Mrs. Bailey, I was a romantically dramatic teenager. There were loser boyfriends and break-ups and […]
