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I have not felt your warmth in days, and with every passing moment my soul aches for thine touch. Without you I am but an empty shell; a meaningless existence that wills only for your tight embrace. I beg of you to return to me, and therein make me whole again. I find myself sad at night, reminiscing at all the good times we had together playing games. These past few days without you have been bending me, and I fear that soon I will break. I can't hold on any longer without you, Party Rocker. Please come back.
Your friend, and lover, XxKronkxX