Dear Bloodaxe,
Recent developments have sparked a strange and potentially fatal attraction.
Each time you post it's as if the heavens themselves are speaking through you manly hands with intricate words spinning a tale of facinating fancy. It's as if god himself has carved those hands, those manly hands connected to an undoubtedly manly man.
The purpose of this letter? To tell you that my love for you beats with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns. Each moment we're apart is like an eternity to my broken heart. And it is with a flaming passion that I hereby challenge psychosis for possession of your heart. Your manly heart.
-Sincerily Suinia
Dear Bloodaxe -
08-13-2009, 01:06 PM
