still not having forgotten the coolness of that basement floor and how those profiterols tasted, 9 years later, i'm watching you turn 26 like i did some 2 months ago, looking forward to tonight's party that will maybe remind me of the miniskirt-mixedtape-i-like-alper-soandso-likes-me parties of those days, wishing you a happy birthday and trying to come up with a good idea to make you smile. i mean apart from this:)
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