by xXLuciferXx » Sun Feb 05, 2012 7:00 am
TYler raised an eyebrow, picking him up carefully, holding him again, "Dont go insane on me. Because Mommy will blame me for it."
A few months later Abbey counted down the days to the ultrasound, hiding the constant pain she was in, some days worse than others, she always felt weak, SHe honestly thought she was going to die.
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Quick Facts About Me While This Is WIP:
-I sleep 12 hours a night at minimum-
-I obsess over different foods every week-
-I am 24, and Engaged-
-I own an Aussie Shepherd named Falkor-
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