Dec 08, 2008 20:48
Three hugs.
All of which initiated by you.
I want more hugs. Hehehe. (Like Saturday. By the ledge.)
"We're actually civilly married in Ukraine"
Squeeeeel.
I got more hugs from you in two days than I did in a year. Another squeeeeeel.
You are my porcelain doll, perched on the topshelf. Too precious to touch, too precious to reach, to precious to break. So I'm left, staring at a distance - five feet down.
I so need a new toy. Hahahaha.