A Formal Plea
So, Rose, how was Chicago? Hang out with me LOTSANDLOTSANDLOTS before we go out of town, ok?
Darling, I will not let you go to Vermont alone. I cannot live without your love.
Bitch.
*squee*
8.04.2004
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