Sunday, October 2, 2011

Day 154





And you are there on my heart, at the start, 
Of my every morning and I,
Can't deny, by the end of the day that I'm running on empty but,
You make it full, steal my breath, you're so unpredictable
That's what I'm coming home to
Andrew Allen

I love my puppy.

Kimmik

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