But the butterflies are still there

[princesslola]

I go in expecting a broken heart. That is our way, I suppose. It is the only broken heart I've had that could run me clear across the country. I expect to again fall deeper for you than you could for me. So here I go letting my heart go wild again. Maybe I'll be prepared this time. But how can we ever be prepared for matters of the heart? Let me

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Good point

[princesslola]

You may want to dig the hole first so your hummus doesn't go bad while you're working on that.

Let me know when this project is complete. I'll come over for a... swim?