Memoirs of a Forlorn Girl
I told you, leaving is the hardest part,
Not once, but thrice,
We tried to part,
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A lovely boy at his mother’s side. 165 more words
4 days, 2 hours
You’ve got my favourite heartbeat.
You are 21 weeks 2 days today.
Doc said you are growing well. We couldn’t be happier.
We think we’ve chosen the perfect first name for you already. 185 more words
1 month, 2 weeks
This is so I would remember.
Why do I want to go back? Why do I want to leave wonderful Australia?
1. I think.. it’s time. 1,230 more words
1 month, 4 weeks