Most of the new blogs posted will express a theme now. The theme will last for as long as I am in this sullen state that I am in. I am a victim and a perpetrator of a broken heart. To deal with love lost, I am posting my romantic fetes. These include actions throughout the years that may have been either romantic or eccentric. I will do my best to go in order, paralleling these actions in direct relation to my age (starting at my youngest fete). Although I am trying to start in order, I also know I have forgotten many. If you were a recipient of such an action not listed, be so kind as to remind me. A first attempt at true romantic ism that pops into my head was performed when I was a junior in high school. It was sweetest day, and I was attempting to enchant my sweetheart at the time. I overwhelmed her by showing up at her door with 6 dozen different colored freshly cut roses and a potted plant (a daisy or something I think). Not 6 roses, 6 dozen roses. That?s whopping 72 roses in all. It cost me about one hundred dollars. That girl is now married to a friend of mine. Moral of the story? A young sappy boy in love goes broke real quickly.
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Sorry I have teretts and sometimes I need to just let go! Felt do you ahve a broken heart? how can I help heal it? You're making me cry! Felt don't leave me! FELT! FELT!!!!
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Oh, my gosh.. no matter what is going to happen in the furture or what has happened in the past when you get married your wife is going to be so happy if you treat her like the way you have your past 'loves'.
Oh, my gosh.. no matter what is going to happen in the furture or what has happened in the past when you get married your wife is going to be so happy if you treat her like the way you have your past 'loves'.
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