I've always been a sucker for love. However, I'm okay with this: it is important to know yourself, and to own the things that you are. For me, one of those things is being a hapless romantic.
Well, shake it up, baby, now (Shake it up, baby) Twist and shout (Twist and shout) C'mon c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now (Come on baby) Come on and work it on out (Work it on out)
I chose this because it is my favorite Beatles song, but love letters are also good and I love cookies
edit: the best letter would be a love letter that I wrote for cookies
@kaguana said: Why thank you but I like being barefoot it more natural
This is how I feel about shoes. Even as a girl growing up in Alaska, I could not wait for the first patches of grass to start showing through the snow so that my brother and I could start running wild and barefoot again.
Mainly because after my 4 year old cousin discovered I could do the Cookie Monster voice perfectly she demanded I do the song every time I met her and I can still sing it just as well to this day.
Good gravy, you never want to post a Cthulu letter! Honestly, I think you may have just summoned an elder power. If people start talking about socks and monkeys and other such nonsensical things we'll know for sure.
Jolly me , I am writing. Favourite means most preferred , if that ( choice ) is not mandatory , such that making it a decision , not a programatic selection. And a letter is , if audial , a certain shape of sound of speech, and if visual , a certain kind of shape that has a link to the audio it is associated with ; while letters alone are usually common elements that are not meaningful , because of endless ways to interpret them. Letter , so , has a double-meaning , as a sound of speech need not have a sign.
So , you are practically asking , "what is the decision of preference I make most , when the set I choose from only consists of certain shapes of sound of speech ?" ANY LADIES HERE ? For science !
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Twist and shout (Twist and shout)
C'mon c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now (Come on baby)
Come on and work it on out (Work it on out)
I chose this because it is my favorite Beatles song, but love letters are also good and I love cookies
edit: the best letter would be a love letter that I wrote for cookies
(Since when a witch need socks ??? )
This is how I feel about shoes. Even as a girl growing up in Alaska, I could not wait for the first patches of grass to start showing through the snow so that my brother and I could start running wild and barefoot again.
Between eth and thorn
Socks make great puppets, and occasionally monkeys. Do not wear monkeys on your feet, however. You have been warned.
Too little, too late!
Also, are sock monkey puppets muppets? Because there is one very delusional frog out there...
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͠A firę ín̨si̸d̴é ͢m̨e͝ bu͜rns̷ ͞wi̡t͏h ̶f͢i̡er͝y passion̶ t͘o͝ ̀unle̛a̢sḩ w҉hąt I ҉am͠ ̴ab͏out to say̸ ́to̷ y҉ou̷!͏ ̢An̡d ̸onl͡y̧ t̴h̵e sw͟eet n̸e̴ct́a͝r͞ ͝from you̕r̷ ̕li̶p͝s m̕a҉y͘ van͟quiśh t̕his fie̷r͜y̵ ҉i̡ǹfer҉nǫ.
Only heáven ͜wòu͘l͏d̷ ̸out҉c͏a̶s̀t a̵n ͞a͟l͡luring͏ ͟w͝ork̕ ̨of͡ ̵G̨ods ͠p̴e͢r̕fecti̴o̵n̨ like ỳou̧, fo͡r̸ ̨not ̡e̶v͠èn di͡v̴i̡n̸e͢ an̨g͝e͏ĺs̡ ́c͘oưld ̵l̷o͘ok u̢p̛on͢ ̕yo̧ur d̀e͜li̢c̴ate fa͡ce͡ wit̷ho͠u̶t sáçri͞fici͟ng ̴t͞h̡ems҉el҉v͏e͏s̨ for y̴o҉u҉.͜ S̵ome̛thi͏n͠g͢ ͡abơu̶t͟ y͜ou m̴a̴k̵es̨ ̛m͜e ̀want ̴t́o t͡àke you͟ i͢n̕ ̵my̕ ar̢m̧s áǹd̶ ͟k̀ee̶p̛ you͟ ͡f̸orev͏er.̶
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Wh̵a̢t̕ ͟p̀er҉son̛ i̧n ̡thei͟r sa͡ne mind̶ ̛coưļd̨ res̕i̸s͜t ̨yo̧u̡r͢ ̀fab͏ul̴o̸u̧s҉ ̨h̸az̀e͝ĺ cơl̛our͘ed e̶yés ͜which͏ ͜whe̷ne͡ve͝r I l͜ook ̢a͝t͠ ̕t͡he̡m͝,̕ I ͢a͝l̵way̡s͟ think̛ of͟ ̛th̶at̀ ͢stųf̢f̵ t͏h͜át͢ ͜stinks like a͏nt̀i-͘s̛e͏pt̀ic̵ ca̡lle̢d͝ ͡w̛ìt̢ch̨-h͢a͘zel. Pe̷o͏ple so̸met͏i̷me̵s p̷u̧t ̧that̡ ҉o͘n ͟t̡he̢i̢r e̛y̢e͢br̨ows̀ ̢w͞h͠en the͞y̛'̕ve̛ ha̶d t͟h̛e̕m ̕twe̛ez͞ed b҉u̡t͟ I ̧re͝ckón̶ ̢y͘o͏u ͠pr̢obab͟l̀y͏ ̀do̕n't ̨n͘ee͝d͜ to.
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̶Y͞o͘ur ͢bea̴ut́i̕ful b̨ļa̛c̴k ͠hai͜r ̕r̀e̕mi͝nd͜s ͡me ́o̧f ͘à b̷urnt o͢ut̨ ̡f҉ryi͢ńg̵ pa͜n͞ ̴- ͞so ͏da͝r̀k ͞y͜et͞ so͞ s̷h͟iny҉. ̧(̨B͟u̕t I w͞i҉ll̴ s̨ay thi͠s, your ̵ha͠ir ̢smel͠ls͜ b͘ette̶r͡ ̸t̷h̀e͢n̡ a̴ ͏bur͢n͞t ou͟t ́f͟r̸y̵in̕g̷ ͏pa̛n̶ ͘th͠o͏u̵gh. I ̛th͠óuģh͟t͏ ̀I͟'ḑ b̷e̷t̕ter ̀cleár ̀thàt͏ ͟u͏p͝ inc͡as̢e ̷you g͢e̛t͡ ̨o̶f͢f̕en͞d̢e̷d ̵a͜nd d̴e̕cide ̛to͝ c͝h͞ase͠ ̕m̸ę ͠w̛i͝t͝h ͏a͏ c͡r͏i̷c̶k͏et ̛b̨at͠)
Yo̕u͢ ̶kn̛ow͏ Í love ͜g͟oin͢g̶ ou͞t̛ t͘o҉ ̛r̛es̷ta͡ur̕a̢nt̴s̛ wit͟h ̸yoư,̸ ́ąn͜d ̨ór͡d͏e͠rin̨g̡ t̀h͜e ͘most ͢b̛i͠zar͏ŗe͢ t̵hi͏ng̸s̵ f̡rom͠ t͜he͠ ̴m̛enu. ́Re̡m͘em̢b̛e҉r tha͞t̛ t͢i͞me ͞w͠h̴en҉ ͞you̡ ҉ord̢eŕe҉d̢ ҉somet̵hi̢n̡g ͝re̷ally͏ ̨ho̷t an̶d͠ ̸sp͠i͝c̕y͡ ̵frǫm͟ ́thąt̶ ͜Eas̷t̨e͠r͞n̴ ͠restau͟r͝a̡n̸t ́and̢ yǫur eyes ̸w̡a̡te͘r̨ed fr͢o̕m ̢t̡he̛ pai̴n̵ óf eątin͡g̢ i̵t͝?̶ ̴O̵h i͝ţ wa͏s so f̕ùn̕ný ͢wa̢t̸ch̛i̸ng ̡y̷oų s͝it ͘th̶erè ̨a͡nd w͟him̢pe̴r l̴ik̶e̴ ͟a͠ ͜p̸up͡p̕y.̶ I͟ even̷ rem̛embe̡r̸ ̢yo͜ur̴ b̵u͟m̵ ̶g̴lo̴w͝ing r̛e͢d in ́the mòrni͠n͡g.̛
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̀Wǫr̵ds ҉a̸l͠ơn̕e̸ c̸an̕nǫt͝ e͢x̶pr͝ess hòw͢ ͠un̛i͡q͡u͠e͝ my͞ ͡lo͠v̢e͘ ͝is͜ f̢o͘r y̢òu͏.͠ I lo̕v̡e ͜y͡oư, a̷nd̢ ̶y͡ou ̸ónly,̕ ̷I ̨s̶w͟ear͏ that͠ ̵t̴o͜ ͟y͠o͠u my ĺov̡e ҉...͠.͡OK,̢ pe͘ŕh̸a͜ps̡ I ̶go̢t ͢a͜ lìttl̴é ̢too̧ ̨ex̛ci̕ted ̷co̕s I ͠alsơ l͡o̕ve҉ my T́V̷ ̀whìc͟h̀ ̡I̡ ҉thin͠k ̨its ͘great̸ t̀hat yo̷u can ̷s̵w͘i͜t̡c͏h ̸i̕t̀ o̵n͝ and th̡eres͜ a͢ll̡ ̶t̡hes̨e ͡c͝o͟ol sh͘ow̡s a̛bou̕t ̛c͢h̷e͠ese͞,̸ ͞śh͜oés̀ an̴d͏ ͟mon͝key̕s͡,̧ ͠ȩt̨c͝. ͜I ͡r̵e͞mem̡b͜èr I ̵wa̛tćhe͟d this sh̀ow ͘a̧bơu͟t͜ ̕h̸òw̢ m̀o̧nk͜ey҉s ̶d͢o͞ ͢i̵t͞,͠ a҉n̸d i͢t̴ ev̡en͠ sh͘o̢wed th̵eir ͏f́acia͜l ҉e͏x͡prèssio̕n͢s͞ ̡b̧ųt t̷hats ̡be͝si͡d̕ès̡ t̡hę p͡o͏i͢nt. M͜ý ̶p̶o̴i̕nt͟ i̵s̨ ̨tha̕t I ͡l͘ovȩ you ͡an̛d ̢my ͠love f͟or ̶y͠o̧u ís ͠uniq̶ue (isn̢'t ͢it̛ ͜ẁéi͏rd ͞h̀ow t̨h̵e ̸word ̧'uni̛q̵ue͟'̧ aǹd́ '̧e̢u̸nuc҉h' s͠óu̵nd͜ th̸e͞ ̀samȩ? T̴he҉ ẁord ͘U̢ńíx al̛s̶o s͞oun̴d̷s͠ ̨si̵m̢i̢lár, b͡u͘t 'C̀h҉i͝mpan͘z̀ee' ̢d҉oe͜sn̨'̸t)̶
I͢ ͡h̛av̴e̸ ̡t͠ǫ ̵t̴e̛ll̕ ҉y̷ou o͡n͠e͞ t̕hin̴g̀ t̀ho͠u͞gh.͏ ̶I͝ ŕe͟al͠ly ̵d͞o͞ ͜l͡òv͜e ̕y͢our ̸b͡um. Í ͞t̢h͠i҉n̵k t̨h͟a͜t ̶i̸s ͠t̀he̷ m͢ost̢ ̀ąma͜zįng ҉pa͘r͡t ̵o̢f̵ ̀ýou̷,͢ ͘ańd ̸i͘s̴ ͢t͘he͜ m̛os̸t ̵am͘azi̕n̛g̴ ̢t҉hing ͞on t҉his ̸p͟lane͘t!͘ Gód,̴ I̴ ҉ẁi̸s͡h ́I c̷o̕uld̡ do̷ n̕óth͡i͞ņg but̢ s͟tare͟ a̕t͜ yo̸u͜r͝ b̴ea̶ut́if̧ul̀ b͜um̷ ̀ál̛l͏ ̛d͏ay̴ ̴(b͡e͞si͜de͜s͟ ̧ea͠tińg, drinki͞ng̨ a̵n̨d͠ ślèep͜in̵g of̷ ͘cour͘s̸e)͡. ̸T̛hat ͡w͜ould be ̕p͜ure̵ h͘e̷ąv͘e͠n҉ ̛f͢or̕ m͝e̛!
́A̧n̛yhow m͠y ͞l̕ove,̵ ͞I m̸ust ͞bri͏nģ ͜ţhis̶ ͝l͢ett̷er ̶t̕o̷ a̕n ̶end ̡n̵o͢w̸.̶ B̷u̸t I̡ ̶must͜ ҉te҉l͟l͘ y͠o̶u ̷so̵m̕éthin̡g.̡ ̴I'v͘e ̡a͢l͘ways͝ wo͏nd̨ere̵d ͡wh͠at ͠y̷ơų wou͏ld ͜l̨o̢ók ͞lik͢e̕ ͢i͘n Le͢ap̴o̶r̕d Sk̛ìn ҉un̶d̛erw͡e͜àr̛. ͜I re͘all͜y ̸think͢ ͝yo͏u ̨wo̴ul̸d ̴b̶e ͜th͠e ́ho̶t͘tes͢t̢ t̷h̕i̶ng ̡o҉ǹ ̕tḩi͢s̵ ̀p̸l͝a̵ne̡t͟ ̷i͞n ͘Lea̸p̕or̴d ̛Sk͜in und̡e̶ŕwear̛ a̸nd ̶y҉ou̴ c͠o͟uld éa͠sil̀y ov͞e͘r̶th͘ro͢w ͝a̢ny̢ mo͜del ̴o͜u̷t͢ ̢ther͘e!̧ If ͘yo͝u ̷wea҉r th͘o̵sè ̵f̕o̢r ͢me̕,̵ I p̷róm҉i͏s̡e͡ ͞t̛o ͠w͝ǫr҉şh̕i͟p͡ ͢ýo͞ư ̧a̴n̕d͝ t̶r̴e҉at̶ ̛yo̵u li͏ḱę rơy̛alt̷y ̷(Just̴ so̧ ĺo͡n͟g̶ ̸as҉ y͏ou̧ don't m̧a̢k͟e m͞e ̀clea͏n̵ ̴y̧ou̡r̢ t̛oen̴ai̸ls w҉i̡th̀ a ̸t̸o̴o̷th͠br̢ush̸!͟ ͝I dra̧w t̢h̕e̷ l̸in͟ę th̀e̵re)̶.
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I͟ wi̸l̶l͟ ͘forev̵eŕ b҉e͠ ̸t̨h̕inki̛ng̵ ̶ab͟ou͡t̢ yo̕u, and̸ ̀I lo̶vȩ you ̶wi̧th ev̛er͝y b̢e̢a͢t f͞r͟o͡m ͟my a̸c͝hing͜,͝ b͢urn͘in͝g͘ h҉eart w͏hi͝c͟h͠ ̨w͠ìļl ͝wi͘t͡h̛er ̢aw͏a̶y͏ ąnd́ ̸di̷e witho͢ut̶ ̀y͟ou̴r ̕sweęt n̴e̕ct̛a͏r-l͢i̷k̨e͠ wor̛d̛s!
I l͠i̸ve͜ on͞ly ̷to p̡le̵a̢se͘ ͞y̧o̕ur f̷ier҉y̵ c̴a̕r̷n͢al̵ ̷d̶e͘s̨ir̴es͟,̷
Seŗ Ey͢éw̡in
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I have no idea what it says, I just clicked stuff in a love letter generator. If it's somehow not PG13, let me know.
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DAD?!
Oh, he's eating our sock puppets.
*is now terrified of the sea*
So , you are practically asking , "what is the decision of preference I make most , when the set I choose from only consists of certain shapes of sound of speech ?" ANY LADIES HERE ? For science !