Seven Thousand Dwarves ate 63,000 bunnies under the traintracks last night. While eating they sang atleast 15 love songs about you. I was there, i am always there.
A girl a place a time. Was the way it was before, not now though. Traintracks remind me of times before. You know. When it was ok. Now its not ok. It will never be ok. There is some hope. Perhaps one day I will find that hope and string it up on a fence like a shrew. Perhaps. Perhaps not.
I sent you a letter not too long ago- you've yet to respond, but that's ok.
We met long ago, in the days of middle school- we would sit by the tennis courts and throw balls at the cheerleaders. It was a lot of fun. I may be one of a few who have ever seen you try to run. You almost got arrested for "stealing" an orange cone. Those days were fun.
As I sit here listening to Neil Young (why that was even necessary, who knows), I was all set on writing this whole emotional novella confessing my undying love to you, but in short, I decided to just say:
You are wonderful. Siriusly.
If you haven't already figured out who this be is, then go mcstab yourself.
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I was there, i am always there.
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but I've got no clue.
enlighten me?
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The End.
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apparently, I suck at guessing.
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We met long ago, in the days of middle school- we would sit by the tennis courts and throw balls at the cheerleaders. It was a lot of fun. I may be one of a few who have ever seen you try to run. You almost got arrested for "stealing" an orange cone. Those days were fun.
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You are wonderful.
Siriusly.
If you haven't already figured out who this be is, then go mcstab yourself.
Love you! ♥
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SIRIUSly.
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