She’s groggy as hell and hurts like the dickens… but she woke up saying, “I made it, I made it, I made it, I made it!”
That’s my girl.
Praise God!
She’s groggy as hell and hurts like the dickens… but she woke up saying, “I made it, I made it, I made it, I made it!”
That’s my girl.
Praise God!