Can’t. Stop. Stalking.

This print basically sums me up in a nutshell. Is that sad? I don’t think so. Hey, I tell the truth. It’s who I am.

Fortunately, Dear Colleen also tells it like it is. That’s why we get along so well. Actually, we’ve never met, I just stalk her. I’m looking in her window right now. She’s wearing a pretty shirt. Now she’s picking up her phone. Uh-oh, I think she’s calling the cops on me.

I love you Dear Colleen. I love your pretty and blunt prints. And I love the way you decorate your home.

OK, this is getting awkward even for me.

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