A is a man, a good friend of mine. But can I tell you a secret? I think he's lost his mind. From the way he talks to his narcissistic act. A is an Australian man. A is an ******* and a quick thinker. A likes my pictures. A is my friend. I love him. Quite a lot actually. It's silly. It is what it is I guess. I hope he comes back to me. Time will tell. Won't it?
I promised you a poem. You'll most likely say this is ******. But ey at least I tried. I hope we can be friends again. I love you~Satellite.