You matter,
I love you!
Moonlight becomes you,
You have star dust in your eyes,
I hate Goodbye,
Don’t mind see you!
Don’t pooh there!
Goddamn it’s hot!
Supose to be 77 still a sweaty day,
Last night when I said I love you,
I didn’t hear her running away
She told me she was reworking her will,
She doesn’t plan on leaving anything to her brother thr monster,
She going to leave something to my Cat rescue,
Wow,
She loves me maybe,
Hope I’m dead furst then I can meet her Mickey,