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The Novelist

ruttn
"I am Rüttn Stârjnä. I am a unicorn fart. I was born out of the butthole of a unicorn called Nikaisora. Someday i'll die. Between now and then i'm going to keep my shit together and sing my fucking heart out. I love unicorns. They're my people. One day i'll write a real biography."

magic



Who to have thought? Finally...
Its something significant.
Very significant.
And i'll saviour every moment of it.

Its funny how things happen when you least
expected it to happen.
And you didnt even have put in effort for it
Its just so.

Lovely.
Shocked.

But i rather waste my time with you.
Cos if ive got a bad day, you'd say
"i want you to smile"
And it'll lit up.

Danke.

I hope to return the favour.
Those goodnights and goodmornings
lets me know you're still there.
and i'll be here.

oh, and that aerosmith song...

Liebe. Liebe. Liebe.

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