Someday I will meet a man who loves me for exactly who I am and supports all my hopes and dreams. He will have a strong shoulder to lean on and find little ways to make me smile. His sense of humor will keep me laughing and he will understand my desire to cook together and spend time doing the mundane things that make life special and meaningful. He will appreciate my nerdy side, hold me as I cry for no reason, and always remember to keep ice cream in the house.
And I'll think, something MUST be wrong with this one.
And I'll think, something MUST be wrong with this one.
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