Our people have become as processed as our food. – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
Our people have become as processed as our food. – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
O’ pumpkin pie, your time has come ’round again and I am autumnrifically happy! – Terri Guillemets