Love aint the answer, nor is work. The truth eludes me so much it hurts, but I'm still having fun and I guess that's the key,I'm a twentysomething and I'll keep bein' me

2.24.2011

dearest

you is a beam of sunshine {smack dab in the middle} of a bleak bleak winter.
you is the back.beat.ba.ck.be.at. of my favorite dance tune.
you is my the strin–——————g that reels my yo-yo back in.
you is the shoeb[o]x stuffed with my favorite memories.
you is the friday.saturday.sunday of a really long week.
you is the def•in•ition(noun): of a perfect match.
you is the ......finale* of my 4th of july fireworks.

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