oh well, papel
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Gatorade
Dear Gatorade,
I love you.
I'll love you forever.
I'll never stop loving you.
You don't know who you are, but it's okay.
Nobody knows who you are, but me, anyway.
But you don't know me.
love,
a stranger.
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