tumblingthrulife
tumblingthrulife
"As we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going."

every time i sit down to write about you, i can never do it. there are no words that will ever do this feeling justice.


where the west wind blows by green river ordinance


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