This reminds me of the days when I would pull the pedals off a daisy to see if a boy loved me. I would be so excited when it was my turn as my girlfriends gathered around to see what the results were... he loves you or he loves you not. I grew up and realized I didn't have to do that. What mattered most was that I loved myself. I Love Me, I Love Me Always!
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