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About Me
A girl based in UK who's too fat, too simple, too lazy and too clueless about life.
Loves her family & friends, travelling, partaking in simple pleasures of life, relaxing with a good book, good movies, good food and good company. oh, and loves tim burton & johnny depp too.
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Love, Me
I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said,"Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your Grandma so."
We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, insteadOf her, I found this letter, and this is what it said:
If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.I'll meet you when my chores are through;I don't know how long I'll be.But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.And between now and then, till I see you again,I'll be loving you. Love, me.
I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.
If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.I'll meet you when my chores are through;I don't know how long I'll be.But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.And between now and then, till I see you again,I'll be loving you. Love, me.Between now and then, till I see you again,I'll be loving you. Love, me.
I hate sad stories and breakups.