The Quaint Floozy
These are my thoughts. They are for me. For the me now, and the me to be.
I don't always make sense, and I like living that way.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Carmencita by Rob Roy
Whenever I get a moment to myself, I sing this. I love everything about it!
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