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06-29-2010, 09:18 AM
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Timed Out
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Mr. Prickly Porcupine Preferred Pronoun?:
Butch - Hy, Hym, Hys Relationship Status:
She has softened My quills Join Date: Dec 2009
Location: Permanently Banned 8/8/2011
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To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something to me that I can't explain. So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you. I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine. You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away. I know I'll see you again whether far or soon. But I need you to know that I care and I miss you. |
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