Thank you for everything you do for me, from making sure I have coffee in the morning to tucking me in at nigh. I love you and I would be lost without you! Happy Valentine's Day!
You know, I think you're right. But no one seems to know how to get out of this place, so here I am, getting a bunch of answers to love letters I didn't send.
As to actually being lost I'm not sure that's possible here. Trapped, yes, wickedly and temporarily. If you don't know how to get out of a place, think of an open door or figure out the trick. Unless you mean more generally and then sorry, mate. Scheisenvorglückenschwündere, as they say back home.
And no, we don't. We have others that are similar but barely. This is...sweeter? The romance and everything. What about you? Where are you from anyway?
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