I will never receive a compliment as amazing as this ever again. You’ve set the bar so high, it’s unreachable now. For this reason, I am now going to marry you and whisk you away to a tropical island where we will be happy together, forever.
In other words: I fucking love you.
I can fix all of these problems later next week when the adapter for my laptop arrives in the mail.
Any requests besides the one I have ready?
of objects that don’t know each other” —Excerpt from “Monet Refuses the Operation”, by Lisel Mueller