That was my dad's name for me. Princess. Every morning after I woke up, my dad's way of saying good morning was to simply say, "Princesa." It was very sweet (which, for anyone who knows my dad, isn't exactly the first word that comes to mind to describe him). Right now I wish I had a little princess of my own so that I could take her to this.
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Lets be honest, animals don’t talk to me and although I try and try again, my bedroom does not clean itself up with the snap of a finger. So I obviously don’t live a fairy tale life. However, I am living the life I’ve always wanted to live and having a blast doing so.
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