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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
When I think of you, I get cats in my stomach. Though it makes me feel woderfull, it's also exciting. Whenever we play together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are hugging at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously small and fantastic with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a run of the nose? I hope we can keep snuggling together for 999 years.
hungrily yours,
ISpa
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
How I long to hear your red song again. What was it called? Ah yes, Numa Numa. How your great voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded Wolf. Such amused! Let us join together and howl in unison, your long song carrying our hearts to rotten heights.
With love,
Ove
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
Please, my beloved, come with me on a scary journey to the deepest bomb of my pancreas. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in Oregon and dance with me across the undulating Error? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and vomit like shuffling gases?
Yours truly,
Cir
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
When I think of you, I get hippopotamus in my liver. Though it makes me feel slow, it's also exciting. Whenever we poke together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are playing at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously smelly and dull with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a jump of the ears? I hope we can keep twitching together for 3 years.
incerdibly yours,
Val
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
When I think of you, I get otters in my brain. Though it makes me feel loud, it's also exciting. Whenever we dancing together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are sleeping at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously huge and wet with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a wrestle of the mouth? I hope we can keep reading together for 13 years.
flawlessly yours,
Fuz
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
Please, my beloved, come with me on a friendly journey to the deepest table of my liver. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in tokyo and dance with me across the undulating tub? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and jump like humping runs?
Yours truly,
New
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
I believe it was linkin park who once sang, "Oh, my door, my cage, I've hungered for your couch a long, solid time." Well, that's exactly how I feel. Or maybe I should quote your favorite rapper, M & M, who said "running ain't easy, but it's necessary, and I'm chasing shoes like Tom chases Jerry." Either way, you know what I'm getting at: will you be my Valentine?
XOXO,
evil
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
How I long to hear your naruto song again. What was it called? Ah yes, naruto is on. How your naruto voice lingered in the air like the cries of a wounded naruto . Such naruto! Let us join together and naruto in unison, your naruto song carrying our hearts to naruto heights.
With love,
evil
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
When I think of you, I get ferrets in my bladder. Though it makes me feel ferret, it's also exciting. Whenever we run together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are dying ferret at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously die and sick ferret with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a fall of the monkey? I hope we can keep cry together for fling poo maniacly years.
moon yours,
evil
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
Please, my beloved, come with me on a friendly journey to the deepest table of my liver. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in kyoto and dance with me across the undulating couch? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and limp like running cows?
Yours truly,
New
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
When I think of you, I get Fluffly kitty in my heart go thump thump. Though it makes me feel furry and soft, it's also exciting. Whenever we beats happily together, it feels like all the angels in heaven are jumping excitingly at once. How could one person make me feel simultaneously with you and small with nothing but a bat of the eyelashes and a glomps and tackles of the round and soft? I hope we can keep petting together for eternity years.
i tried kitty icon_surprised.gif yours,
Mar
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte,
Please, my beloved, come with me on a mad journey to the deepest spoon of my spleen. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in hawaii and dance with me across the undulating lililola? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and cut like scratching kitties?
Yours truly,
Heb
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Dear Yuki_Belmonte ,
I believe it was slayer who once sang, "Oh, my book, my sang, I've hungered for your love a long, freezing time." Well, that's exactly how I feel. Or maybe I should quote your favorite rapper, bob marley, who said "singing ain't easy, but it's necessary, and I'm chasing loved like Tom chases Jerry." Either way, you know what I'm getting at: will you be my Valentine?
XOXO,
IBan
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