"What will NY152 say today I wonder.I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects.I go online,and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail.I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart.I have mail. From you. (Kathleen Kelly,You've got mail)
"But for now let me say, without hope or agenda, just because it’s christmas(and at christmas you tell the truth) to me you are perfect.and my wasted heart will love you until you look like (picture of ugly skeletal woman). (Love Actually)
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