I recently saw GBK's level ode to susane...and reading the description I began to cry. I know how he feels/felt. I've got the same problem. I found the perfect girl, but unfortionatly she was looking for the perfect guy. Her name is Kathleen. She has the face of an angel, she's smart, funny, nice... That's unusual, since pretty girls aren't smart, and they're certaintly not nice, at least not to me. And she's not pretty. She's beautiful. She...glows. That's the only way to explain it. She's a modest christian girl, yet she's dark and mysterious. I could go on for hours. She's the closest thing to perfect, and her petty faults make her even more adorable. We've been friends for a while. She's been there for me through the good and the bad. The really bad. Like when I was cutting myself and thinking about suicide. I love her with my heart and soul. I told her and wrote a very long cencere love letter to her. And she kindly told me that she feels differently towards me. I realize that I should give up, but I've decided not to. I'm an expert strategist. A good strategist seizes an opportunity. An expert makes his own. I will do that. As said in the matrix, "Isn't that worth fighting for? Isn't that worth fighting for?" She's changed my life, and I refuse to let her go without a fight. Without a battle. Without a bloody war. I don't stand much of a chance at all. But I've come back from losing many times before. Fights, swordfights, sports, games in Empire Earth
.Anyways...I will not stop intil I have succeeded in winning her heart. It must be conquered. As they used to say, "I'll come back with my shield, or I'll come back on it." Yeah I just had nothing better to do with the last few moments and this is like free theropy. Any reactions?
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"Father to your hands I commend my spirirt. Father to your hands-Why have you forsaken me?"
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"Father to your hands I commend my spirirt. Father to your hands-Why have you forsaken me?"
It took a while for you to find me; I was hiding in the lime tree.