Press "play"
Listen to a sweet dedication.
Wait for music to lift you up to hopeless romantics' heaven.
Moody's mood for love is to kill me from a good 1,463 miles.
Viber has to be app-dated to
red
or some indescribable color of love.
Sweet, sweet bolt from the blue...or red.
This, while my pores were being butchered by the dermatologist to make me redder than this Viber surprise has already made me.
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