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Heading back to the ocean, I don’t really like land ppl
My rabbit of 12 years died, and I want to know where her soul went 💔
a thunderstorm was forecasted, so we grabbed our wellingtons, an umbrella, and took the next Toronto ferry to the islands, where there were endless puddles, flooding and only love
Dear Sarita, so many things left unsaid, but Potus cannot forgive you, because he loves me more. We’re terrible sorry for this honest piece of information. Oh but love is 4-ever! Yes, omg, so true, but your leftovers, it’s true. Welp. Always follow your intuition they say.
I bet you looked so beautiful under the Borealis
Sorry
Whispers