Please read bullpencatcher. I am so much better in many ways. There is beauty inside me. I pray about you before I fall to sleep, and dream about you as I daily slough off this mortal coil. I want to dance with you tonight to the tune of a two-fingered gypsy guitarist – or to the the sound of you humming Sam Cooke in my ear. You light me up. I only wish I could do the same for you.
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i had this dream that you had moved and i was trying to take a shower at your house, but there was junk all in you showers and i couldn’t take one! there was no soap, no shampoo, and i was so frustrated. i was late for school! this was the majority of my dream last night.
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