Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Please prove me wrong next weekend.

Just so you know, I'll be there at Faversham park:

I'll be dressed up in a tux, standing across rose petals and candles as you arrive.

You'll ask the reason for the trimmings. I'll take you by the hands and tell you something along the lines of this: "You and I don't have a date to prom. For my senior prom, I want to make it as special as it can possibly be. I can only make it that special with you in it. Will you go to prom with me?"

I want you to prove me wrong - to let me know you're not a drone (or robot).

Overall, I just hope you say yes. Those roses are gonna be pricey.


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