FAUX LEATHER DAY

Three years. In this time we lost fat and purity, but gained guts and experience tons worth in golden beating hearts. Time apart is not counted, planning is still done with the most of care with approximately six love festivals a year.
1. The memories of getting to the church late, no power to play the track for the walk down the occupied isle with roses stolen from the dead

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The facts are blurry but the memories sweeter than ever
2. Our mothers say we look skinny and tired, a sure sign that we are living life to the fullest. Observe baby fat and ring still present back in the days of 2011

2. We almost lost the days this time -  a true sign that we indeed know our own time, inside you inside me, always and easily faux cheesy. On our wedding night the sky was pink

3. We do the happy thing. Being stoned out of our minds we have learned is the perfect way to celebratory write down the tributes necessary on this pleather day of tight and swetty summer hitting a cold streak

The message of love is always clear, we still do flowers and fun in this year of laugh apocalyptic grown up life and temporary drug addiction. Love your spouses, enjoy your houses, take your time, feel your crime, the poems does not always have to shine if you don't want them to.

Lovers, blood, glitter and mental damage most appreciated, Inside u inside me, see you in some days (many many days, no stress) to slide on the holiday soap

we`re growing up