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My little star chaser,
I hope there are cupcakes and jumping castles wherever you are today.
You would have blown out your candles and probably wished for a trampoline, or a pony, or a new bike. Instead, I will blow them out for you and wish that you were here.
Happy birthday little girl. I will miss you for the rest of my days.
Love,
Mummy
My little star chaser,
I hope there are cupcakes and jumping castles wherever you are today.
You would have blown out your candles and probably wished for a trampoline, or a pony, or a new bike. Instead, I will blow them out for you and wish that you were here.
Happy birthday little girl. I will miss you for the rest of my days.
Love,
Mummy
My little star chaser,
I hope there are cupcakes and jumping castles wherever you are today.
You would have blown out your candles and probably wished for a trampoline, or a pony, or a new bike. Instead, I will blow them out for you and wish that you were here.
Happy birthday little girl. I will miss you for the rest of my days.
Love,
Mummy

My little star chaser,
I hope there are cupcakes and jumping castles wherever you are today.
You would have blown out your candles and probably wished for a trampoline, or a pony, or a new bike. Instead, I will blow them out for you and wish that you were here.
Happy birthday little girl. I will miss you for the rest of my days.
Love,
Mummy
My little star chaser,
I hope there are cupcakes and jumping castles wherever you are today.
You would have blown out your candles and probably wished for a trampoline, or a pony, or a new bike. Instead, I will blow them out for you and wish that you were here.
Happy birthday little girl. I will miss you for the rest of my days.
Love,
Mummy
No words, except I'm sorry for your loss.Dear Bailadora,
Sending positive vibes out into the universe for you and your GG.
Yours,
Me
Dear Bailadora,
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Thanks to you, my Facebook friends now think I have shit taste in music, when in fact I've amazing taste. Dear Pmann,
You're the one going to a Taylor Swift concert. I just changed your profile to accurately reflect your newfound affection for her.
You may thank me with peonies and/or Ferrero Rochers.
Rainshine
Dear Tay Tay,
I know the perfect man for you.
http://www.news.com.au/entertainmen...e-single-forever/story-e6frfmqi-1226617274461
It is a match made in heaven.
Again, you may thank me with peonies and Ferrero Rocher's, Pmann.
Cheers,
S
Tay Tay may be the sweetest person, but I am fucking sick to death of hearing her on the radio! Shut the hell up already!
Dear pmann,
I am a lover not a fighter. I know if Tay Tays around, no one else stands a chance. I mean, I've seen your Facebook love dedications. Your whole page is basically a Tay Tay shrine.
Yours,
Doesn't stand a chance against tears on guitars