cherryhearts.
We are all a little weird, and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
We were given: two hands to hold. Two legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to hear.
But why only one heart?
Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.
-Anonymous.
For you, with love.
Hugs and kisses,
-Joanna, 12.29am
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