when she says stuff like "exercise your faith muscles," I smile with my eyes, i swear!
i would consider giving up men altogether if i could live in a little cottage with cheryl lee. She could tell me optimistic things about my future whilst i sip a hot cup of melted chocolate on the couch with an episode of how i met your mother gently whispering throughout the room.
cheryl doesn't even KNOW how many times i've written her name on bits of paper and handed them out to desperate girls on their cycle. true love needs to be shared.
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