Hope...that's who died. I call her Hope. I know that feeling. It's the way that I feel everytime I have gone awhile without a period and I think, "Oh my gosh, I must be pregnant. It must be this time." And I look down at the pregnancy test in the trash and want to mourn the lose of the second red line.
Hope...that's who died. I call her Hope. I know that feeling. It's the way that I feel everytime I have gone awhile without a period and I think, "Oh my gosh, I must be pregnant. It must be this time." And I look down at the pregnancy test in the trash and want to mourn the lose of the second red line.
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