This is an empty deodorant can! I'll try to keep this short and less emotional. This body spray was given to me half way when i visited my girl friend. I like the smell on her so i asked her to give it to me and get another one. She begged me on buying my own on my way out but i insisted on that very one. After a few months, out of the blues, i got a message from her telling me we should just forget about it and move on with our lives. I tried to get her talking about it but she refused. She blocked me on every social media and don't take my calls. Its been 2years now and i still miss her. Some people come into your life and you just can't forget them. The only thing i try to remember is that smell, so each time i miss her i take the container and percieve it. It may sound funny that I've been keeping an empty can for two years... It all i have left of her. It relieves me and gives me fresh memories. I intend to keep it as long as i can. Its more than a "can" to me.