It's not who you are to the world, it's who you are to me. It's not how many times I say I love you... it's how much I really do.
Dear Mr Romantic. Thanks for your email. Er, who the dickens are you? Seriously? Well, I'll tell you who I am. To the world, I am a single girl looking for a single boy for love, laughs and possibly a lifetime. To you, however, I am the girl that was ever so slightly repulsed by your vomit-inducing copy and paste attempt at wooing a total stranger that she sends a bilious attempt at a response, before getting even more bilious in the bathroom. Yours, nauseously
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