Relationships are imperfect and we all mess up at some point or another.
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posted Tuesday, November 6, 2012 at 10:03am
I stood across the street, black hood up to keep out the evening chill, admiring your handsome forest green 1966(?) m100. You came out of the dollar store, started her up and I was pleased to hear how sweetly she rumbles. You should know you're both beautiful. Keep being.