It's not pretty, I know. But the way I look is the WAY I FEEL. Blah!!!! I know Kevin has to go, but I don't like it. Everyone else is happy for him and excited about all the things he will see and do. But who am I going to snug with?
Who's going to watch TV with me? Who's going to give me cookies every time (and I do mean every time) I come in from the backyard? I swear, I really am trying to have a positive attitude, but it's hard.
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