dear diary

This is my journal. My real journal. The kind with actual paper that you write on with a pen or pencil.¬†The kind you hold in your hands, then slowly crack the binding and smile slightly as you¬†blemish the first page with your favorite ink pen. That kind of journal. The romantic old fashioned REAL kind.... Continue Reading →

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