When I was 16, I asked God for a sign. I told Him, “if this certain suitor gave me 2 white roses and a red rose, he’s the one.” A few months later, on Valentine’s Day, he gave me a bouquet with 3 pink roses. I told myself, he’s the one. Because red + white
I come across at least 1 article about zodiac signs through my Facebook news feed. Mostly shares coming from articles in Thought Catalog. And every single time, I think it fits me just right (those that I think fit me are in bold (Spoiler: Most are!). Not even gonna explain myself because they’re pretty self-explanatory.