day seven


I am thankful for…

phone calls with this friend. For as long as we’ve been friends, my mom has always said we have our own language because she can never understand us when we talk to one another. I think that’s because its always muffled in laughter.

and a lot of hand gestures.

oh and dancing.

 

molls

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