Dear Secret Love,
I love you. I love your sparkling personality, stunning good looks, and masculine physique. I even love your large head and physically disabled shoulder. Your blue eyes sparkle in the sunlight like crystals. I don't even care about your twisted past that's filled with angry outbursts involving throwing furniture into school pools. I know your cruel words and actions are your way of showing your feelings for me. You are my night and day. I'll be your sling, baby.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
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