Sittin’ on my bed, just tumbln away when dis cutie named Mikey came my way.
Started snooping on his page, in seconds I was hooked.
I clicked that little button “Follow.” And I did just that.
Had him sending me sweet nothings, as he did follow back.
We were rebloggin back to back, spammin’ up some dash.
He sent me sweet nothings, best believe I hollaered back.
We came to see how real our similarities were,
Think I complained at that thought, oh no, sir.
Talking movies, shooting shit, and naming Gertrudes left and right, came to the realization that we two together was just right.
Planned our long life together involving couches made of books. I mean, you think I could say no to a guy with such good looks? So
I took the Gertrude Man.
I took him by the hand.
He is my love true.
Yes, Michael, I mean you.
Oooooooooooooooooh, Ger-trude maaa-aaaayn.
You just can’t understand. My little Gert man, i love you.
BAM. And that is how you write a confession of Gertrude love.
this is the most perfect thing i’ve ever received in my life. i got off of my phone and started up the computer again just to reblog and comment this. this is getting a link on my tumblr.
