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Dearest,
When I look out into the stars at night, I see your soul. I want to pick them one by one, and give them to you. Tiny celestial treasures of time and space. Sent just for us.
I want to sit
On my balcony on a warm summers night, and stare into your eyes.
Lost in that sea of blue, the candle light a lighthouse, in which I pay no heed.
I want to run aground.
I want out minds to meld, our souls to follow each other into a wanton state of delusional happiness which we want no escape from.
All I want is that lack of escape, that fleeting
Feeling
Or loves desires
Yours~
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Help me get this or I will force choke the shit out of you.
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300 SL Gullwing…but junked out. I would fix it up. Beautiful car.
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