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Exploding Fireworks of Love

So eighteen years ago, I met the Hot Man. (At a party in a garden. There was music. Moonlight.Stars.And fireworks of love exploding all around. You get the picture right?) Two weeks later, the Hot Man asked me to marry him. I dont know who was crazier/dumber. The person who did the asking. Or the… Continue reading Exploding Fireworks of Love