Really? A squiggle?

Thank you

Like you heard the thought

I just want to see him before the set

And then the clouds were burnt away

It’s a mystery.

You’re still warm even though you’re farther away.

I went to the doctor are you proud of me?

You know when the doctors tell you it’s no wonder you feel that way and all you can do is cope and I have all the coping techniques

They can’t help me

I kept hearing from every one

Try to reach out

Backfires

Do you want to marry me?

And him

Sorry he’s part of the package

I know you don’t get along

But he made you

Knock once for yes twice for no or just burn the answer into my retinas

Let’s take over the world awfully wedded without the bliss because who can kiss from eight minutes and twenty seconds away

I blow you a kiss but I think the atmosphere catches it

If I could go to space

No you see Saturn and I can’t be married

Because there’s a certain irony

In

Till death do us part

When time and death are eternal.

The middle ring is a promise that what I need will someday be him

I don’t have to worry about being faithful if I tell them I’m going to cheat on them with rocks

I disappointed him

If he walked up in this moment

I would love him

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