"F**king A Angie don?t follow me!" Sara shouted at her, as she did this she found that deep down she knew what she was doing was not what she wanted but fear had grabbed her by the throat and had struck confusion into her mind, locking her heart of what she truly wanted
. She was back with a couple of corndogs and a cup full of mustard.
. There was also a ‘team’ photo with all of them together.
"F**king A Angie don?t follow me!" Sara shouted at her, as she did this she found that deep down she knew what she was doing was not what she wanted but fear had grabbed her by the throat and had struck confusion into her mind, locking her heart of what she truly wanted
. She was back with a couple of corndogs and a cup full of mustard.
. There was also a ‘team’ photo with all of them together.
"F**king A Angie don?t follow me!" Sara shouted at her, as she did this she found that deep down she knew what she was doing was not what she wanted but fear had grabbed her by the throat and had struck confusion into her mind, locking her heart of what she truly wanted
. She was back with a couple of corndogs and a cup full of mustard.
. There was also a ‘team’ photo with all of them together.
