It’s a feeling that is difficult to explain. As soon as I saw him, I felt a magical rush running through my body. It is almost as though butterflies are dancing. I can no longer hide this sensation. I simply must confess.
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It’s a feeling that is difficult to explain. As soon as I saw him, I felt a magical rush running through my body. It is almost as though butterflies are dancing. I can no longer hide this sensation. I simply must confess.
Weight | 0.5 oz |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Characteristic | Cream |
Color | Neutral, Pink |
Clinging to your scarf as you shiver your buns off, you can’t help but wonder how you, a southern girl, managed to be up north for the winter.
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
When everyone goes around the table saying they're thankful for the amazing meal you smile internally because you're the one who cooked it.
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
Laying in bed, late at night and he sends you those four infamous words “send me a pic”
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