No matter the distance, we may always talk. Church.
[He knows they're young. The adults around them know it. But he pities her. And all the mother fuckin world knows they're meant to be.]
I shall present to thee the mother fuckin world, in all it's shine and splendor. She may now picture her prince giving bow, with the softest kiss to hand. Honk. :o)
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Church.
[He knows they're young. The adults around them know it. But he pities her. And all the mother fuckin world knows they're meant to be.]
I shall present to thee the mother fuckin world, in all it's shine and splendor.
She may now picture her prince giving bow, with the softest kiss to hand.
Honk.
:o)
[He laughs, out of giddiness.]