Somebody kill my please.
I'm on my hands a knees.
I wanna marry you til your black and blue
Sometimes I start a fight just to make you feel something.
I swear to make you relatively unhappy
Til death may we part
Unless we find something better
I'll be the Kim Jong un to your James Franco baby.
The Monsanto to your organic romaine heart
If you let me.
You know you like it when I'm scary.
My love for you is like the ocean.
It's endless, deep and incredibly salty.
Turbulent, stormy and refreshing.
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