Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words, And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm.
My family and my friends are everything to me, and I never want to lose any of them. I can be a bitch if u make me mad enough and sometimes I get violent. And my newest edition to my love list is my car Sassy...It's a 2002 royal blue toyota corolla and I love her
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