So, I'm convinced I have the world's cutest betta fish. His name is Finley and he's genuinely the most beautiful and lovable lil creature. And I do, in fact, love him very, very much. Every morning I wake up alone. I wash my face, brush my teeth, put my contacts in, and head to the … Continue reading on fish and singleness
So, I'm starting to learn to admit that I'm a hopeless romantic. I've always been "above" it... I mean, really, who needs rom coms or cheesy love songs? Not me. Never me. Except my heart melts at the thought of getting flowers... at someone knowing me enough to know exactly which concoction of blooms makes … Continue reading enthralled
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