It is not just the butterflies in my stomach
It is a herd of hippos running wild throughout my soul
It is pride of lions parading around roaring to see the blinding happiness that surrounds me when I see her smile
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 7:43 AM UTC
It is not just the butterflies in my stomach
It is a herd of hippos running wild throughout my soul
It is pride of lions parading around roaring to see the blinding happiness that surrounds me when I see her smile
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