Saturday, April 18, 2009

To baby...

David, David, David. What is with you?

Every time I see you run, it all turns bad. This is not fair and it hurts.

I'll always stand by you, sugar peach, but I am saddened by all these bad runs. I know it's not your fault, but there is simply nothing I can do to stop feeling down.

I can't take all this anymore, but I'll love you forever!

-Stephanie

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