I came up with something totally awesome for this, but I totally forget what it was now. Which is fitting, I guess, since I can barely even remember you anymore. Oh well, whatever, etc.
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A big MEH to whoever he is, I say.
This might be the most perfect Dear Old Love ever.
So very fitting.
Dear Current Love,
WHY WON'T YOU LET ME PLAY THE ALEX OVECHKIN SONG, DICKWAD?
xoxo, etc.
You're hilarious, missy!
I'm still stunned when I'm confronted with the possible existence of people you loved ever, ever, EVER letting themselves slip into "old love" status. Such a bad move on their part!
Cause then I can't do my wuuuk. And I let you play it later so there. That and that song doesn't make sense.
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