Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I’d rather have them wither than the latter. — dandelionlady96
Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I’d rather have them wither than the latter. — dandelionlady96
Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I’d rather have them wither than the latter. — dandelionlady96
Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I’d rather have them wither than the latter. — dandelionlady96
Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I’d rather have them wither than the latter. — dandelionlady96
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Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I’d rather have them wither than the latter.

— dandelionlady96
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