01-21-2019, 08:18 PM
[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: palatino; font-size: 11px;"][align=center]blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly
They certainly could use the busywork. Stars know there was work to be done. Restless paws brought the small striker forward, pale hues searching for Goldie's voice, tail flicking. Not a word out of mouth but a simple nod in request, searching for something productive to set herself to.[ Mobile ]