Why is it so hard? It's hard because it matters, I think. — Mina Holmes, "Small Bump" Songs of my Selfie
Why is it so hard? It's hard because it matters, I think. — Mina Holmes, "Small Bump" Songs of my Selfie
Why is it so hard? It's hard because it matters, I think. — Mina Holmes, "Small Bump" Songs of my Selfie
Why is it so hard? It's hard because it matters, I think. — Mina Holmes, "Small Bump" Songs of my Selfie
Why is it so hard? It's hard because it matters, I think. — Mina Holmes, "Small Bump" Songs of my Selfie
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Why is it so hard? It's hard because it matters, I think.

— Mina Holmes, "Small Bump" Songs of my Selfie
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