A Love Letter
 

I knew, my dear, you were special when I first saw you post, a monotonic Rorschach that made my heart sink-skip-sink. You're an animal, housetrained and fresh, not biting your toenails when people can see and only picking your arse when needed most. My love! You are The One, Utter Fact. Take a bow, my barbarian friend. Your simplicity is key to your love. When you do not post, it's like leaving the last bite of Big Mac - torture to the soul and heartache so real and raw.

You are special, in many ways. Your are arista and should be proud. You *******ing loon.

:lovedup: