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My dearest friend passed away because he hold a massive colossal fart so that he doesn't fuck it up to get a date with a girl. There's a saying in my homeland that goes "I rather lose a friend than an intestine" in other words it is not healthy to hold a fart for that long because it can actually destroy your colon for good. May you rest in peace my dearest simp friend who couldn't let his fart fly away upon that faithful day.
I- I am so sorry, I don't know whether I should feel bad or if I should laugh my head off-
Sometimes I wish to meet you, you are indeed what I called the most dearest person who holds the magic I yearn for. Such is the burden of passion that I hold upon you for decades if not for many more in later years. Every morning feels like an ever-lasting eternity of nostalgia and melancholy knowing that you are out there waiting for me or perhaps I won't be having the fortune or ever meeting you in our lifetime which I shall weep endlessly for our faithful encounter.
My heart sinks more and more every time I see your face, I can hear the dropping drops of water under the depths of ocean. It will never stop, it shall never stop that dripping drop. That is the sound of your voice, your voice doesn't have the words to describe the beauty of your wandering melody that wonders the many realms of the sea.
You exists, I know you exists my dearest person. Perhaps I won't live long enough to meet you. You are my magic..........