| the hopeless romantic who doesn't believe in love. |
maison
ugly

two birdsone time i saw two birds of a feather sitting together they shared early-worms and sweet nothings i threw a rock at them because birds should not be happier than metwo birds
the birds scattered but then they came back each with a late-worm for the other
and i walked away because i really should not care
only i'm still jealous and i think i'd like to cage them so i can learn their secret
because i want to be happy too


alcohol and vanilladear you, i think you are beautiful and i know that this is not the rightalcohol and vanilla
word to apply to a boy, but you are beautiful. and i don't like
words that start with 'h' and 'handsome' starts with an 'h' and i simply cannot call you an ugly word that means 'attractive'.
sincerely, me
d
| the hopeless romantic who doesn't believe in love. |
i guess what i'm trying to say is that you're wonderful and amazing and i love you and you should come down to milwaukee.
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seriously?
and you don't want my brain or any bits of it anyways - it's mostly fucked up.
and you are more lovely and amazing and wonderful and i most definitely need to come down to milwaukee because it would be so much cooler than where i am right now.
and i object completely, but you won't listen to me, so i'll just say thank you. and that you do, indeed, need to convince someone that this needs to happen.
--
seriously?
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It's nobody's business what's in my cup, what's in your cup, what's in their cup. It's your cup, drink it. Fuck you, and whatever was in my cup, I'm going to keep drinking it. Suck my dick, and my cup. - Lil Wayne
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It's nobody's business what's in my cup, what's in your cup, what's in their cup. It's your cup, drink it. Fuck you, and whatever was in my cup, I'm going to keep drinking it. Suck my dick, and my cup. - Lil Wayne
i know that you know this,
but i miss you oh so very much
for i have not seen you for far too long.
i shall be tempted to hug you
but i shall resist my urge to do so
for i know you shall not like it if i did.
your hugs are rarer than angel hugs,
which heal everything by the way.
they may be even rarer than angel smiles,
which,
if you shall allow me to say,
are almost exquisitely rare.
please do not injure yourself while you are away,
and do not replace our friendship
[i have no idea how you would go about doing that one]
for it would pain me greatly.
i shall await your return eagerly
for we shall have a night of mayhem,
angel,
dexter,
whatever the heck else we can fit in,
PANIC!,
awkward flailing dances,
and whisper singing...
but i may become too exuberant
and start to sing my guts out
until our ears bleed.
when that happens,
feel free to join in singing.
yours in eternity,
that one crazy person
who has the utmost pleasure
to call you
her friend
i miss you. i miss you
and i think i would really
like to see you soon.
and i need more whisper
songs because i'm a little
tired of all the loud ones
and i am so happy happy
happy that i can call you
my best friend.
that i just flailed
and giggled
and spazzed
over you message,
especially the end
i shall electronically hug you
because you wont let me actually
when do you return to me?
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