I knew a girl named Qui. When I first laid eyes on Her I knew she was the one. I didn’t know how I was going to make enough money to maintain her love, but it was magnificent just knowing that if I were rich she would be the love of my life; I think. I would live in a really wonderful penthouse if I were and I’d definitely fly her out to New York every week just to have lunch with Her. It’s about understanding stability and maintaining a healthy life. Right? Hey Qui, I think I’m in love with you. Unfortunately, I’m dead. πŸ˜„πŸ˜‡

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