Love Struck Valentine Card has cupids shooting arrows at a big red heart.
A big red heart and cupids shooting arrows. Two cupids, two arrows, you can’t miss. This is an anytime Valentine, for love, friendship, engagement, delicious flirting, shout it out, Big Red Secret, or wedding announcement.
What is Love Struck? According to the Urban Dictionary, it’s like struck with a lightning bolt. The second that you see and meet the person, you are instantly in love. Head over heels, can’t stop thinking about them, want to be with them, hold them hug them, & be held and hugged and loved by them in return.
DIAGNOSIS: MADLY IN LOVE!
I’m head over heels in love with you.
You knock my socks off.
You make my heart go tick tock.
You’re my everything. Everything else is just . . . everything else.
I’m madly in love with you.
Life isn’t always wonderful but you are.
The good things in life are BETTER with you.
YOU are my heart’s epic adventure.
Thank you, Cupid.
To let a fool kiss you is stupid. To let a kiss fool you is worse.
I love you with all my butt. I would say my heart, but my butt’s bigger.
When you gaze over at me, I feel a serious case of butterflies.
The best thing that ever happened to me is YOU.
Your body is not a temple, it’s an amusement park. Enjoy the ride. ~Anthony Bourdain
“Two or three things I know for sure, and one of them is that if we are not beautiful to each other, we cannot know beauty in any form.” ~Dorothy Allison
“Be grateful for luck. Pay the thunder no mind. Listen to the birds. And don’t hate nobody.” ~Eubie Blake
“Oh, did you expect me to play fair?” Cupid laughed. “I am the god of love, I am never fair.”
“Girlz bones are landscapes
architects of then and now
live in colored flesh.
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) ~e.e. cummings
“Love is an angel disguised as lust.” ~Jesse Kornbluth
“You must acknowledge deep in your heart of hearts that people are supposed to fuck. It is our main purpose in life, and all those other activities—playing the trumpet, vacuuming carpets, reading mystery novels, eating chocolate mousse—are just ways of passing the time until you can fuck again.” ~Cynthia Heimel