...I miss you. Please come home. Sometimes I wish you gone so I can curl up with my red wine and trashy TV or The Boy With No Face on Discovery Heath. But, I am over it. Trashy TV is overrated. And the boy with no face is sad (and you are right...creepy.)
I even won't mind you grabbing my butt all the time. At least not at first. Can't wait until Friday.
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