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Hey bitches, it's Drake
Yes, I know.
Once you are done pissing yourself with excitement, listen up.
I am in love.
Not just the "omg I love you!" love.
The head over heels, no turning back, heart pounding, leg weakening love that keeps you up at night, hugging your pillow, wishing it was that special person.
My special person is the gorgeous, amazing, big hearted and even bigger cocked Randy.
He is mine, and I am his.
We've been going strong for god knows how long now.
I have never felt this strongly.
Just reading his name, or thinking about him makes me go completely numb.
He owns my once broken heart.
He fixed it with his angelic ways, and it now belongs to him.
Keep in mind, I will fight for him.
This means
- No kissing
- No touching
- No hurting
- No hurting
- No hurting
- No falling in love with.
This kid controls me, and I'd DIE for him.
Come on, b***h, give us your best shot.
We can take it.
We can take anything.
RANDY, I LOVE YOU, MY ANGEL.
