I want dave foreva mane-eva mane.

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ME and DAVE. ahh what a love we have.

such love makes me do marvolous things, like spell marvoilous rong.

When i meet dave, we shake. This starts a process i like to call "doughy".

One day the blue's took dave away from me, told me i was "a fucking dumbass"

and that i need to "get the fuck off my lawn, i'm calling the blues on you!"

Then the real blue's came, but they had shine's on their blue's. It was trippy.

I woke up in the morning with dave inbetween my pants and underpants. i was like "wuh"t?

so i scrape him of my dirties and gave him a chance to redeem himself, with art fire.

WE danced soo whatever hard on that day when i woke up. But dave seemed.............different.

he was soaked in "flakes of sad" and smelled sours like the day is long. But fuck you for

judging dave, i didnt, and then we had fucking awesome times all over some rust.

I think dave took me to like, rusty metal over water, surely a flyin rust cloth over caspain sea's.

Anyways, Davestopherson kept licking my ear over the caspains. Like over and over you have no idea. i mean he licked with the force of roofie and the tenderness of chicken. He was encased

in his normal glass casing, and i turned to him, begging for tears to leak out of me, i guess in the butt. daves face was crazy, and it wasnt my favorite at the time.......

$$$$$$$$$$$ i dropped that many ess lines on david that day. "This is the fucking longest day i've been in, whats that happeneding at the light spot??"

And we had arrived. Dave took me to his home! there was dirtsoils alllll over the ground, and that was about it. and REAlly bright lights. Swear, my fuckingface was burned.

"Dave what the fuck>? my face is getting ow-ed the shit out of, with interest. !"

I woke up in the hospital, i couldnt see. there were bandages all over my face, then some doctor officially gave me his card, with brails. and I new how to brailrape. the bumps rubbed my fingers of a tale, a tale of me lighting unknown objects that were doused in piss, kerosene, rust, and fresh honey. I was like "I fucking hate honey!!!" and my lips chapped, freagin super chapped. then the doctor was like "you dunce cap wearin motherfucker you tryed to smoke a pile of dead leaves in my daughters front lawn and now your blind. have fun dummy. your gonna get FUCKEd by inability."

Me and dave still talk, i'll never stop stalking.......DAVE