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My dearest pyromaniac: you light up my life,
which is not to say anyone will cry when you're gone.
Because Im to ugly to cry in front of you. But...
sometimes, you just had to have your way, like the time we went snorkelling and
I had forgotten my bathing suit, so instead I wore my
superman cape and flew out of the window and off into the sunset.
