more random nonsense

wither, break, speak quietly the children are… the children are our future. our future. me and you. no. you and me. together. us. at the beach.  the fragrant smell of… car tires. diapers. laughing. silly you. laughing is not a smell. its not? No. can I have your word?  No, I never give my word.  can I have your hand? Why would you want my hand?  Because I think we should be married.  I don’t. I do.  Too bad.  But I love you.  I do not love anything.  You love shirly temples.  Yes. well then.  Quite.

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