Rose Blossoms In The Wind
Stop, and Smell the Roses...
Monday, July 15, 2019
Six Hundred and Forty Fish Later
“Six hundred and forty fish later, the only thing
I know is everything you love will die.
The first time you meet someone special,
you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.”
~ Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor
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