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When God was giving out husbands — I, naive as I was, was gathering herbs at dawn 🌾😄. Maybe that’s why my man is still wandering somewhere, searching for me. But I know exactly who I need: he has humor, is sexually active and open, sincere, and loves nature. The kind of man who will understand my passions — from floristry to yoga, from barefoot sunrises to sunsets with juicy watermelon dripping down our hands and not only 🍉
When God heard what kind of man a woman truly wants — He stopped… sighed… and realized that even He doesn’t fit the description. 😅 But I still believe: such a man exists. Not perfect. But real. 💙And yes, my man will be simple and genuine: he’ll grab a bag (because I didn’t bring one 🙈), put in two pieces of bread, vegetables from the garden 🥒🍅, and together we’ll ride bicycles to the river 🚲. There we’ll spend our time deliciously and joyfully, and then I’ll show him how to eat watermelon 🍉 the right way — with laughter, juice dripping, happiness in our eyes, and a sticky aftertaste.
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