My index finger rhythmically taps the 'Y' key until I figure out how to articulate what I want to say. Tap, tap, tap. It's not working, and my 'Y' key doesn't deserve this beating
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I need about 10 billion 'y' keys, but it appears my love that you don't need yours anymore. I guess that is unless you want to continue typing words like "yipper skipper" and yummy" and yaba daba dooo" and whatnot.
P.S. Ever think about being a writer? Just wonderin.
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P.S. Ever think about being a writer? Just wonderin.
I love you.
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Hehe. So that silly message I left you? I wasn't on drugs. I promise.
I love you so much Ali!!
Oh, and I'm not too much of a writer. My sister is a journalist though and it's sparked some interest.
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I love you.
-Rach
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I love you too Rach!!!
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