I. Can't. Breathe.
Stress. Crushing. Lungs.
(Okay, I'm exaggerating. But I will be glad when Thursday has come and gone.)
(Okay, I'm exaggerating. But I will be glad when Thursday has come and gone.)
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Oh dear. I promise you didn't look that stressed when I saw you today if that's a comfort at all. But I believe you all the way! We WILL survive. One more time ;o)
I HEARD DAT!!!
HOLLA.
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