Jealousy hyphenates love in all the wrong places. – Terri Guillemets
When one of my plants dies, I die a little inside too. – Terri Guillemets
Jealousy hyphenates love in all the wrong places. – Terri Guillemets
When one of my plants dies, I die a little inside too. – Terri Guillemets
There ought to be a way to combine “autumn” and “morning” into one word, the combination of the two is special enough to be its own entity. – Terri Guillemets