I respond you. You have a nice day. You make me out of clay. You should be so lucky. Someday I will to power. You + me = 7. If I saw you now I'd see you now. I would build a death star just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be awesome. We could sit under the stars, except "under" has no meaning in the cold pitiless depths of infinite space.
Love, and other things.
(P.S. Ia mass ssaratu! Ia mass ssaratu! Ia mass ssaratu zi kia kanpa! Barrgolomoloneth kia! Shtah!)
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Date: 2006-12-13 05:38 pm (UTC)Love,
and other things.
(P.S. Ia mass ssaratu! Ia mass ssaratu! Ia mass ssaratu zi kia kanpa! Barrgolomoloneth kia! Shtah!)