Oliver (Visitante)
| | I love the theatre purchase chlorpromazine And the next day, I ran out of the house early morning, holding an anorak over my head, like some kind of deranged, blissful superwoman. I ran into the car, and we drove to the hospital to see you, to see what you looked like, although I already knew of course. The dark photo of my beautiful baby curled up within me, nuzzled in my stomach, asleep among my organs brought a kind of euphoria I had never experienced before.
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