smelling the magnolias stems from my childhood memories of the scent of magnolias. as a grown up i have been wearing the scent to remind me of the happiest time of my life, my childhood.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
i failed to mention this
on my 28th birthday my sister gave me this book. this is a gift from a sister who has had enough and had to intervene on the fact that spinsterhood could be my fate because i still am pinning my hopes on a gay guy. i refuse to mention who he is out of that tiny respect i still have for myself. i haven't read the book but i skimmed through the book and it seemed fun to read.
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