booty shorts that say âi love you. iâve loved you since the first time you picked up your ukelele and you wrote a song about clouds, a silly little song about clouds, i love you. and that night in your room when you told me you loved me i meant to say it, i meant to say it, and iâve kicked myself everyday since then because i didnât say it but i do, i love you. iâve loved you since seventh grade when i made you ride in the front row of demonâs destiny at six flags, and you told me you sometimes get a little seasick on rollercoasters and i said: cmon, live a little. i remember. and then i puked all over your shoes, and you didnât even make me feel bad about it, no, you just said, umâno worries, iâve wanted to get rid of these shoes for a while. yeah, because you outgrew them. and the thing is, i never outgrew you. and i donât really know what happens tomorrow, or in two minutes when we walk out that door. all i know is, i want this feeling to keep going. because this whole experience, iâm justâiâm not ready for it to be over. for us to be, i mean. and if that means doing another musical? fine. i get to pick the musical. fine, thatâs fine, itâs all fine. i justâi donât want this to be just a showmance, really. i want it to be the real thing. i meanâi think it is the real thing, i justâi want a chance to prove it. i do. i mean, lookâricky, um, you know in musicals when people burst into song when theyâve run out of things to say? yeah. sometimes itâs easier to just kiss. yeah. yeah. yeah.â on the ass
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