I'd go back to fifth grade and play matchmaker with other people and them, if the situation was right. Of course, that situation being that we lived in my reality where I'm married to an Ewan McGregor look-a-like. And we won't get into a description of how the matchmaking would go in my own private reality, because I don't want to get myself in, erm, trouble.
Where are you going to school now? Because we miss you like orange and Alex's brain resembles a gigantic, very large orange that is like sponge IT'S NOT FUNNY ANYMORE WE MISS YOU ok.
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I'd go back to fifth grade and play matchmaker with other people and them, if the situation was right. Of course, that situation being that we lived in my reality where I'm married to an Ewan McGregor look-a-like. And we won't get into a description of how the matchmaking would go in my own private reality, because I don't want to get myself in, erm, trouble.
Where are you going to school now? Because we miss you like orange and Alex's brain resembles a gigantic, very large orange that is like sponge IT'S NOT FUNNY ANYMORE WE MISS YOU ok.
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I'll post about my whole situation pretty soon on my LJ, so then you'll know.
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