November 2013

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November 2013

November, November, November.

I'm starting to see that we have a lot of sex. A lot. And after this we probably are again. Oops.

This is more sweet though. We went to that winter fair. You ate so much candy floss you threw up. And we broke out into a full out snowball fight. We would duck behind random people to dodge the snow of fury.

You hit one guy and he chased after us. We hid behind the kissing booth. And it was only fair to kiss you so I did.

You tasted of candy floss and chocolate.

-Louis.

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