if i were to place a bet.

it'd be that you haven't been back here since. but you most certainly have been there.

hello hello hello.

bullshit. bullshit. bullshit.

the things i do for love.

a couteaux tires.

garliclove.

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"can you just love me and marry me then we can move to japan after it stops being radioactive?"

"yes! i'd love that!"

"send me a pic of you right now...send me one of you in bed"

"what made you want to marry me?"

"your dumb hat and freakishly large eyes. and your brain."

" :) you're lovely. night."

such a sweet exchange of words and i'm nowhere to be found in any of it.

snap out of it, you're not making any sense.

tit for tat

back to that

you reap what you sow

you give others your affections

i have no choice but to follow