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Y'ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
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ALL HETEROSEXUALS
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ON SIGHT - NO EXCEPTIONS
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SHARE THIS WITH ６９ GAYS 🤡 TO FINALLY ERADICATE THE STRAIGHTS
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You can finally send voicemails on steam:
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god your so cute lol im having trouble writing this messge cus im scared ull reject me lol ur just so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ huggable >w<, but ya do u wanna go out sometime lol i was thinkin maybe we can goto starbucks and we can go bird spotting together, maybe watch funny fail videos or PewDiePie on my iPhone in the coffee shop while we romantically stare at each other for hours stragiht >w< don't get me wrong i like sex but you look like the type of person i'd just romantically be with and forget all about sex and just give you a snog daily :3

Let us sit by a hissing steam radiator a winter's day, gray wind pattering frozen raindrops on the window,
And let us talk about milk wagon drivers and grocery delivery boys.

Let us keep our feet in wool slippers and mix hot punches--and talk about mail carriers and
messenger boys slipping along the icy sidewalks.
Let us write of olden, golden days and hunters of the
Holy Grail and men called "knights" riding horses in the rain, in the cold frozen rain for ladies they loved.

A roustabout hunched on a coal wagon goes by, icicles drip on his hat rim, sheets of ice wrapping
the hunks of coal, the caravanserai a gray blur in slant of rain.
Let us nudge the steam radiator with our wool slippers and write poems of Launcelot, the hero, and
Roland, the hero, and all the olden golden men who rode horses in the rain.

i'm ya daddy