I brought the box home, where Mrs. WI and I carefully looked through it and read soooooooo much stuff!

We laughed...we cried...our hair fell out and we glowed in the dark. (Thanks PF!)


We made love in the box. Ok, so it was next to us on the bed.


And we sent it on to the next victim, uh, recipient.




Round and round and round it goes...only two of us knows where it shows!

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.