Day Three Hundred and Fifty One.
Sometimes, your old loves will rekindle new flames. And sometimes, those loves turn out to be the most beautiful loves of all.
And I'm not kidding when I say, I love drying out flowers and keeping them forever in my apartment. They are non-forgetting, non-dying memories that stay with me for as long as I live.
( I really did light them on fire, folks.)
Sometimes, your old loves will rekindle new flames. And sometimes, those loves turn out to be the most beautiful loves of all.
And I'm not kidding when I say, I love drying out flowers and keeping them forever in my apartment. They are non-forgetting, non-dying memories that stay with me for as long as I live.
( I really did light them on fire, folks.)
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