When you run from the gust, the breeze finds you, when you run from the breeze, the puff of air finds you, and when even you run from that, a breath of air finds you; the moving air is always about you; in your every inhaling and exhaling, you create it.
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By which, YOU MEAN I'M GOOFY AND BRILLIANT AND YOU LOVE ME MY DOODLES VERY MUCH.
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But yes, you rock ^^ Goofiness for the win!
Sadly, I'm too monogamously inclined to be in love with you, though. Sorry 'bout that.
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I have no clue what you're talking about.
Oh, wait. Dammit. I already admitted it in the meme at n°20.
*takes ego dampening depressant* *has no effect* *goes on a bard quest to save her soul because her singing is already lost*
Sadly, I'm too monogamously inclined to be in love with you, though. Sorry 'bout that.
PLATONIC LOVE. YOU LOVE ME ASEXUALLY AND PLATONICALLY. YES, YOU DO. *IGNORES PROTEST*
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This is all very sad.
*continues to ignore your protests*
(Moeshas will spare me some. *_*)
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But friendship is a kinda love. *imposes her logic*
BUT I WILL ACCEPT YOUR OFFERING.
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