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Matt
24 Years Markham, ON Canada |
Dear Summer,
Why did you leave me so soon? We developed such a great relationship together for the past few months, and now you’re gone and I’m bauling on my pillow, begging for your return.
As I’m typing this letter to you, I’m playing my compilation of gloomy love songs in your memory— from Whitney Houston’s I Will Always Love You, to Cher’s Song for the Lonely.
Please come back to me. Bring back, bring back, oh, bring back my summer to me. I’m starting to get an impression that this term is going to be one of those agonizing 2A-kinda terms.
PS: Hopefully, I could post all the pictures of you and me really really soon.
Your Lov-ah,
Matt
omg, how gay can you get?
ok I kinda regret asking that question because I know the answer is "very"... sigh.
You know me, c'mon! ;)
I'm still pulling an "Eric" as we speak. Ahhh, help.
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