b***h, ********, it'sretarded.
I love my boyfriend more, though. :P
We have pretty amazing conversations,
talking about Caliwhornia and my ***** neighbor.
You've taught me so much, especially about religion. :P
You're ******** hilarious, making me choke on my food.
I love talking to you all day, everyday. You keep me quite entertained.
We're both 'tards, there's no doubting that.
As I write this, I am watching the Adult Entertainment Expo on G4 (Math Teacher is probably, too), thinking of you, and finally realizing you have the right to call me a perv like you do everyday.
According to your brother//Batshit Insane (and possibly the world), you're a *****, and I'm one of your brainwashed victims. If that is true, I'm fine with it. You're pretty chill.
I love it when you try to help me with my problems, and you end up getting all social worker on me. You then confuse me, and we laugh about it.
You always poke at me for online dating. I know you're secretly looking after me, because you just love me so much. ;D
I can't wait for the day my 11:11 wish comes true. I'll finally be adopted by your family, and we can be brother and sister.
You'll be able to stop threatening to steal Xenu, and won't need to chance going to jail for "theft of the cutest kitten in the world."
Then your brother will try to incest rape me, well, you call it rape. I don't.
I need to stop thinking of s**t to write here before this turns into a novel. This would definitely be a best seller if it was a novel. :o
I may have not known you for a süper düper long time,
but you are one of my best frandsss.
I'm glad I met you.
Ily, kthx fer reading. :DD
Haxorz.
Ily Liz. Thanks for writing this novel. I totally just broke into your personal space. That cat is mine if you don't show up at my doorstep soon.
~Stroganoff
