Dear [name],
Your face just isn't the same:
Your skin is melting
And your eyes are vintage snapshots
Your mouth is a projection screen
With a film I loaded up back in the seventies
Grainy fluff, lip synced scripting and sloppy blocking
Open up:
Eat rainbows
Cough colours
Choke bright
Don't die.
Forever,
[brown hair, blue eyes, 5"10, sexual, hand holding, friendship, charade]
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