I cried every night before i went to sleep for a while... and now i don't anymore.
I couldn't stand to listen to slow jams because i always thought of you... now i sing along as if i'm on a stage
oh na na, what's my name?
because of what i have been through, i am a phenomenal woman.
just a side thought: at what point does your child know not to tell others outside what is going on inside of your family? is it like an unwritten/unspoken rule that we all eventually acquire at a certain age? idk
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