Still the scarf I started for my mum last year.
It feels like everything is hitting me today, I woke up feeling exhausted and feel like I'm wading through treacle.
Still the scarf I started for my mum last year.
It feels like everything is hitting me today, I woke up feeling exhausted and feel like I'm wading through treacle.
Tên përdu, jhamâi së rëcôbro
There must be something in the air . How are your hands at the mo?
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.