I wrote this last year, in March 2014, it’s a letter for my dad. Something not a lot of people know about me, I’m daddy’s little girl. Dear Dad, Winter is almost over in the desert. Soon freezing nights (well freezing at least in my […]
I wrote this last year, in March 2014, it’s a letter for my dad. Something not a lot of people know about me, I’m daddy’s little girl. Dear Dad, Winter is almost over in the desert. Soon freezing nights (well freezing at least in my […]