I have a problem coexisting with wit in the sense that I've become ill equipped to understand being understated. I love the moments wherein we both realize how eminent our future is within this relationship in the sense that we sense we cannot quit or be dispelled. You are the epitome of happy, and in a surge of urgency I beseech you to bestow unto me some sort of fitting debauchery. You are, all encompassing, immaculate... staggering.
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