i love fireworks.
when i give birth to the first boy, fireworks.
if i ever get married, fireworks.
when i turn 21, fireworks.
my funeral, fireworks.
yeah.
loud booms and colours...
deb went home early and didn't even get to see her mom...
so i went over to ray's house...
i could type out a book based on what happened, but i'd rather not right...
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