To my Valentine

The hardest thing I have to do is tear myself away from your warm embrace every morning

I love you, bed.

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I feel guilty over the smallest of things, name my electrical appliances and like to pick up cats. I like to venture into alternate dimensions from time to time and I love Doctor Who more than I should. Hi, I’m Chaz.
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