If x is the square root of talking in your sleep and y is geometric mean of fucking up the asparagus then the negative reciprocal of 2x/y = 101403 = October 14th, 2003 = the date I bought my favorite hunter's cap at that garage sale for $1 that you sometimes wear when we go to pick up the laundry. The same principle of which can be expressed exponentially by the following theorem:
Her smile when he stumbles is twice as great as his tired insecurities divided by the chance that they might just make it.
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Shit. Why do I always fuck this up?
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