Sometimes I can’t even believe how incredibly blessed I am.
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Comments=Love.
And I needs the love. Oh, how I craves the looove. And I'm not shy; it's a spectacularly dysfunctional, codependent, "but I looooooove him, he din't mean to crack mah jaw! Noooo, don't take him awaaaaay!" type of love.
Enable me, won't you?
But. (There is always a but, and sometimes a butt.)
BUT.
If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all. Don’t be a jackass, please.
Don’t be that guy.
Nobody likes that guy.
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How cute. I love the juxtaposition of his attire and the rose-wine combo. Awesome.
Too sweet!
Aww, at least your man remembered……..mine did not. :sad: