Buckets of rainBuckets of tearsGot all them buckets coming out of my earsBuckets of moonbeams in my handYou got all the love honey babyI can stand. -Bob Dylan


Friday, August 6, 2010

Family

I love being with family. So much. They are so nice to me. That's why I always want to be with them. My Gramma and Pappa come tonight. Yah!
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