To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. ~Clara Ortega
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Look at the effort we did in putting up those decorations, we were exhausted.
Is that Kelsi's apartment? It looks remarkably clean for a college apartment (and don't try telling me that girls are cleaner than boys...I've seen plenty that made me think otherwise).
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Is that Kelsi's apartment? It looks remarkably clean for a college apartment (and don't try telling me that girls are cleaner than boys...I've seen plenty that made me think otherwise).
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