My baby has a blog of her own. It's called Cemetary Gates. Okay, she's seventeen. But she'll always be my baby, so shut up!
Isn't she darling? Don't you want to just pinch her little cheeks? Touch her and I'll kill you.
(This is the part where my daughter calls the locksmith and has the locks changed on the front door.)
~CA~
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