When you routinely give a piece of your heart to guys that twist it, poke holes in it with blunt instruments and then throw it in the river, it's easy to get discouraged about men in general. Lucky for me, there's always a few that take a piece and hold it gently, keeping it warm and safe. Their encouragement, kindness, and humor, keeps my heart hopeful, just in case.
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