Pass it on.
Pass it on.
Pass it on.
Every single day we inch closer to that day.
The inevitability of it makes me giddy.
I dream of that day..:
The day we all are not-so-patiently waiting for…
The day we wake up to his obituary.
Every single day we inch closer to that day.
The inevitability of it makes me giddy.
I dream of that day..:
The day we all are not-so-patiently waiting for…
The day we wake up to his obituary.