Confessions Of A Third-Wheeler


I don’t know what I’m going to name this yet, but I’m hoping I’ll find out soon at the end of this post.

I didn’t plan on writing this, I actually didn’t even plan on opening the WordPress App this evening and certainly not opening my heart to it.

It’s weird when you decide you’ll openly start writing your personal and most intimate thoughts online for the whole world to see but maybe it would be easier for me, a few years back, if I knew what I know now and hopefully I can help a broken-heart somewhere and somehow.

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Confessions Of A Third-Wheeler

The Language of Flowers

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Because it’s Valentine’s Day I’ve decided to bring a little romance to the blooming tea. Flowers are an eternal symbol of love and passion. You can declare your love without any words with a single rose or at least you could in 1884.

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The Language of Flowers