Somewhere in the city, a woman sighs as she gazes into her bathroom
mirror. Her smile is not as dazzling as when she was a young girl. Her
eyes are not as bright. She sees failure looking back at her from the
glass, but she is not surprised. This is how she was told it would be.
mirror. Her smile is not as dazzling as when she was a young girl. Her
eyes are not as bright. She sees failure looking back at her from the
glass, but she is not surprised. This is how she was told it would be.
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monkeybutt:
i'm feeling better. soup helped ALOT. thanks again so much for your kindness.
monkeybutt:
i might not be able to accept any text messages for the night starting now, just so you know. my service is being charged, activated, and switched over to the new phone.
