It's cold in New York this morning, blustery and crisp with sun so bright it feels like it could slice right through you. Those are my second favorite mornings for staying in bed, tangled and twisted in sheets
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I can't believe you're not sick of me dancing around the house singing about putting the lime in the coconut yet. You deserve your own cloud in the heavens.
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