Okay here it is. Your choice. It’s simple. Her or me. And I’m sure she’ s really great. But Hernando, I love you, in a really, really big - pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window - unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me
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