I love dinosaurs.
I love little sentimental notes.
I love daisies and baby's breathe.
I love the beach.
I love shoes.
I love watching the stars.
I love night drives.
I adore my family.
I adore my friends.
I love food.
I love sleeping.
The list goes on.
But do I love myself?
"eh-"
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Rainstorms of Blessings
RandomFrom tears of wrath, pain, sadness, regret, and pure happiness comes a beautiful life being lived, filled with overflowing blessings.