It's hot outside, like really fucking hot

I have heard the years do that. It takes intelligent folks to notice though.

Two is a spledid place to be, the only time the world seems new is when you're new in it.

I bet there are special forces if she's anything like you. I never actually met her but I love her. Plus one angel.

When you're breif it just makes me think possibly your IQ has gone down, honestly. Don't do that.

PS I pray someone wonderful comes to you, but don't let them replace me. Let your loves spring up, new species unto themselves.

His name is Grayson, I love him. But he will not replace you.

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