So Gia..
I bet you're wondering why I've called you here today.
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I BET YOU'VE BEEN WANTING THIS FOR A LONG, LONG, L O N G , TIME.
So here it is >:D
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To: My Gargster
My hoe, pimp, slut, manwhore, lover-stealer, Honey BooBoo child..you have such lovely nicknames. They're said lovingly, OFC (as you would say, in TEXT SCHPEAK) You're the bestest widdle ass-kickin' sista who's roamed this earth. And I should know, cause I have an older sister..and people who ACT like younger sisters to me (see: Gage and Scotti -.-). Even though you say ALL THE TIME (way more then HUMANLY NECESSARY) that you'd never love me, I doubt that. I mean, it's obvious how head over heels in LUUUUUUUURRRRRRRVEEEEEEE you are with this sexy bag of sexy smexaii kitteh-acorn-ness. But truly, you love me. Like, a lot. I can tell. But it's all good, nothing to be ashamed off. BECAUSE GUESS WHAT? I LOVE YAH TOO, LITTLE SISTER. And so does Fat Asian Man -______- Even though he loves me more, we've got a thing. But there's still room in his cold, fat heart for you.
Even though you MAY NOT KNOW THIS, I'm actually kind of insecure. Not insecure like..DEEP DARK POETRY, CUTTING MYSELF, GETTING SNAKEBITES and such..but I do have some of those "issues". See, even though you consider me as like..a hot jock (which I am), I have problems LIKE YOU TOO. Some days, I don't feel like doing anything. Like crawling up into a hole and..sleeping. Which is sometimes what I do. But then I remember, HEY! I'VE GOT WATTPAD, WITH GIA, MY HOEBEANIE! And I get better. And yeah, I know..I'm not as online as often as I should be, and I suck for that. I don't like NOT coming on, cause that means I get no Gia action ;) But when I come on and see you on, I get all FIZZY inside.
SO YEAH. FUCK IT. You're serious shit. *points to you, for audience* SHE'S SERIOUS SHIT.
Don't mess with her, or I'll go all Edward Sissorhands ninja on yur ass 0_0
LOVE AND HUGS
Aaaaaarrrrooooooonnnnnnnnn
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