I always thought love in a blue box meant that something was from Tiffany's, but now, my perspective has changed. I don't know if this is real love or just a feeling of being high off Vicks.
I always thought love in a blue box meant that something was from Tiffany's, but now, my perspective has changed. I don't know if this is real love or just a feeling of being high off Vicks.
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I'm originally from Kentucky and now live in Texas. One of the biggest adjustments to living in Texas has been the trees in my life. I love trees, and I'm growing to love the trees of Texas, but still miss the deciduous landscape of the beautiful state of Kentucky.
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1 comments:
Unknown said...
...which also comes in a blue box...