Sacre Pomme De Terre Bleu

HAPPY B-DAY MY LOVER! omg, how old are u now? 27! you´re joking me, man. Oh my fucking god, you will be an old guy soon. No joke, u still young, uh? FOREVER YOUNG, PLEASE! well, but today is not a day for depressions of this tipe, today is a..happy? day, yeah, that´s cool, a happy day, couse its your happy birthday Andrew J. VanWygarden! and I wish all the luck of the world (uh?) yeah, im a little bit sad, i mean, youre older, and im here, with only 13 years. My god. oh, come on Marti! Stop please! youre soo depresing! (my fucking jesus im talking of myself in third person, im mad) OKEY! IM GOING TO TALK ABOUT YOUR REALLY FUCKING BIRTHDAY SERIUSLY! COME ON, MAN! YOU LOOK SO YOUNG! YOU DONT HAVE TO WARRY ABOUT THE AGE, AND ME EITHER, I LOVE YOU, SO, I HAVE TO BE CONCIENT THAT YOU ARE A BIG MAN NOW! (escuse me, im crying, but of happiness, yeah, sure, of happiness, BBUAA) well, I think I HAVE to stop writing, couse i get very sentimental while im doing this type of things, im going to turn off the lights, go, and sit on a corner, and cry. no joke, im not an emo. ill pretend im happy, and smile (time to pretend piribiriririrí) YEAH, HEY EVERYBODY, IM HAPPY! I LOVE THE PEOPLE! I WILL STOP DRINKING ALCOHOL (come on guys, thats a joke, i never drink alcohol, im just a little naif girl) AND I WILL HELP OLD PEOPLE TO CROSS THE STREET, oh, god! i imagine me helping andrew to cross the street. oh, no, im sad again. okey, thats it. i will finish this NOW. BYE BYE PEOPLE, BYE BYE ANDREW.

PS: it doesnt matter your age, man, i love you