❤️ My only job is to make people fall in love.
❤️ I wouldn’t need a permit to carry a concealed weapon.
❤️ I’m supposed to be chubby.
❤️ I can shoot someone right in the heart, for their own good.
❤️ My cheeks and upper lip are beauty standards.
❤️ No need for an Uber when you’ve got a kick ass pair of wings.
❤️ I make hearts pop-out-of-eye-sockets in that ‘Ahooga’ way.
❤️ My blonde, ringleted bob never loses its bounce.
❤️ The work uniform is my birthday suit.
❤️ Venus, the goddess of love, is my mommy.
❤️ My archery skills would guarantee Olympic gold.
❤️ I’m synonymous with chocolate.
❤️ Honoured with a special day every year.
❤️ I’d be the best plucking harpist.
❤️ Front row seat watching people fall head over heels, then heels over head.
❤️ Sam Cook’s lyrics implore me to draw back my bow.
❤️ Pulling a cupid stunt by switching arrows, ‘cause he’s no good for you!
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