Flying With Decayed Wings.

Happy Valentines, my gorgeous queen of the universe. Queen of the danes. Queen of the snuggles & cuddles & bid tiddy goth bitches. Queen of my entire world. Happy Valentines to the one I would give my entire heart, soul & life to if we could just be close again. Why must this world keep us apart? Just let me move in. Let me move in with my angry dog that screams instead of barks & let me love you like you have never been loved before (the asexual version of the phrase). Now lemme hear you say "non crinkle crinkle mouse" so my heart can be whole again. My life is incomplete without you. I just want to be physically with you. I want to pack my things, pop my dog on top, drive to you & start our forever. Or you can come back to hellstate Florida until we figure something else out but I'm really not looking to stay here any longer than necessary & wouldn't ever want you to endure america's hell penis again. Babyyyyy. I just want to love you like the good girl you are. 😭 Let me love yoooou. And let my doggie be angry in our proximity. He has to hold the weight of the world's anger somewhere or the planet will explode. His body doesn't vibrate at the speed of sound for nothing.