I want something in my life. I want to know where I'm suppose to be. I want to belong. I'm finding my path.
Tena and Jena
Saturday, July 12, 2008
June 29, 2008
He was big, beauty... the last time we were at the zoo we saw two birds beating each other up right below his perch. He doesn't really move from his spot. Those birds were increditably mean to each other. Like trying to drown each other. MEAN!
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