Sometimes I dream I find the perfect man, a man that holds me tight and makes my fears go away, but then I wake up and see that it was all a dream, and that perfect man do not exist.
Reason for writing:
I haven't found the perfect man....no man is perfect, its a sad truth everyone learns one way or another..=)
Birth sign: Aries
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