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I am going to put Valentine letters I get XD. BLANK means there are names meant to be there but its anonymous
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My beloved BLANK
You and I are just two TALL people trying to make it in this muscly world. I know we're not perfect-- I've certainly been guilty of shoplifting in the past, and I know you've dabbled in greed, but let's put that all in the past and focus on what really matters: our stinky love. Without you, I'm nothing but a gruesome cow.
Yours extremely,
BLANK
Dear BLANK
How I long to hear your black song again. What was it called? Ah yes, bad romance. How your tall voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded panda. Such love! Let us join together and playing in unison, your short song carrying our hearts to blue heights.
With love,
BLANK
Dear BLANK
Please, my beloved, come with me on a Gruesome journey to the deepest Table? of my GUTS. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in New York and dance with me across the undulating MAN? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and Pooing? like Farting Bakas?
Yours truly,
BLANK
BLANK
You know how the song goes: "Friendly men say only people rush in." Well, I'm afraid I must. I can't wait another minute to feel your Fun embrace. Now I know how Natsume felt when the children first parted to reveal Mikan silhouetted against a Black sky. It was Mad at first sight! Please be mine. I'll be right here, Mounting Surprizingly until you get here.
Yours truly,
BLANK
Dearest BLANK,
I cannot begin to describe how often my fingers burns for you. As I write this, I'm rolling in my Sunshine, unable to contain my leaping desire. Please, accept my hairy embrace and know that you're truly the strawberry of my eye.
I yearn for you quickly,
BLANK
Dearest BLANK
I cannot begin to describe how Chopping my nose burns for you. As I write this, I'm skipping in my Victoria, unable to contain my running desire. Please, accept my blue embrace and know that you're truly the blueberry of my eye.
I yearn for you washing,
BLANK
 Skedaddled · Fri Feb 12, 2010 @ 10:02am · 0 Comments |
