my friend. because we skip the bullshit.
my doggie. his butt tork and kisses when i get home make life so much more meaningful.
love. the real kind that makes you want to do better, be better for us.
mornings were i know i'm the perfect me.
wanting to volunteer and finally doing it.
and the feeling afterwards. priceless.
going to sleep feeling happy. peaceful.
tomorrow is another day that you're alive.
that's something to be thankful for.
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