No sir re nade' I'm not falling for the angel' no worries no problems here' just
enjoying mi position as a writing hoar' your writing fling

haha I'm being silly

I'm just experimenting with what I don't feel' nothing serious and no tears

But I did kill that fat face cupid' he's was trying to climb in my window while I was praising the singular life'

Writing a book? what's it about? how you and baby tried to keel each other with sweet words of nuclear bliss bombs

blowing up comments to dust rain storms'

and also stop thinking so much' yes I liked you....I mean I fell in love with your words'haha please tootie

Let me write mi bs.no worries that cat is very tamed her claws write forfunn.