When grandpa was ill and could've died, I would have swapped all my record sales so he could get well. He is the reason I am a singer. He was my best friend growing up.
I had a personal blog, but why does anyone care that I went shopping for hats?
I'm not much like my mother; that role falls to my brothers, who have more of her blithe and freewheeling spirit.
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