It’s that Time Of The year
It’s that that time of year when I start to thinking about my Grandma because Christmas was her favorite holiday and it brings my eyes to cry because she always was so jolly about this holiday
It’s that time of the year when I start thinking about who’s really been here for me because my grandma always taught me to always read between the lines and keep your friends close and your enemies closer
It that time of the year when I start praying hard for a miracle or for god to send me a good sign because I can use a lot of good in my life because I am transforming into a woman woman and I need positivity and joy not negative vibes
It’s that time of the year when I start thinking about who’s really been here for me because my grandma always taught me to always read between the lines and keep your friends close and your enemies closer
It that time of the year when I start praying hard for a miracle or for god to send me a good sign because I can use a lot of good in my life because I am transforming into a woman woman and I need positivity and joy not negative vibes
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