I'm sure, though, dearest, that even whilst oozing goo, thine eye is a beautiful thing to behold. Mine heart weeps for my eyes have not had the great pleasure of gazing deeply into thine for quite some time. Like, days.
I hope you feel better dearest. I shall call you tomorrow and regale you with great tales (if you can hear them with your broken ear (my parents (in their own weird little way) will be strangely pleased to hear that you did in fact have swimmer's ear, because they were quite convinced that's what it HAD to be)).
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I hope you feel better dearest. I shall call you tomorrow and regale you with great tales (if you can hear them with your broken ear (my parents (in their own weird little way) will be strangely pleased to hear that you did in fact have swimmer's ear, because they were quite convinced that's what it HAD to be)).
Cheers.
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1) ahahaha!
2) ew
3) sorry -_-
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