i love devin. love.
why you ask. he just showed up at my door with starbucks. and not any starbucks. eggnog latte starbucks. i am so happy that i want to do schoolwork. i didn't know that it was a potential outcome of happiness but it is. happy happy happy. happy.
(see now that devin is reading this i worry that i shouldn't use the word love with quite so much frequency. but seeing as i'm not suppoesd to "censor myself" i trust that he knows what i mean.)
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