Gypsysoul_:
My christmas cards
Gypsysoul_:
zoomed out, see my edges?
Gypsysoul_:
all the wrapping
Gypsysoul_:
Under the tree
Gypsysoul_:
Ooh, look at my tree
Gypsysoul_:
presents, presents
Gypsysoul_:
Hmm what is it?
Gypsysoul_:
Is that a pug head
Gypsysoul_:
'Pugs not Drugs'
Gypsysoul_:
Hmm feels like a book
Gypsysoul_:
It looks like a book
Gypsysoul_:
It is a book...what?
Gypsysoul_:
You're crazy!
Gypsysoul_:
Not a book
Gypsysoul_:
Where's the book?
Gypsysoul_:
Molly's a present
Gypsysoul_:
Must get open
Gypsysoul_:
starting to open
Gypsysoul_:
Hmm styrofoam peanuts?
Gypsysoul_:
Uh oh, I know what this is!
Gypsysoul_:
Reading the poem
Gypsysoul_:
Laying in his box
Gypsysoul_:
As he was packaged
Gypsysoul_:
"I saw them standing there pretending to be just friends....."
Gypsysoul_:
"...when all the time in the world could not pry them apart."
Gypsysoul_:
"14 years - Merry Christmas, Gorgeous"
Gypsysoul_:
Story People of my heart