Dear Sir,I have no idea why is it so difficult to understand what you are so amazingly good at. Obviously, I kind of suck at what you do best, and have no idea how to even start thinking like your toes. If only I can think like that 873th or the 7632nd strand of hair on your head (Oh wait, judging by the photo of you up there, I don't even think you have that much strands of hair.) I think I may just make it pass the 45 mark. Please send all the souls of the poets that you know to me on the day of my Literature paper, I will be very grateful and may even attempt to write you your sonnet or your love poem to that guy you loved.
Loves, Nicole.
P/S: Damnit, I failed Literature, again. *Rolls my eyes and clicks "Publish".
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