Will you marry me?
Friends tell me: 'Ms. Harem, he's no good for you.' They say you're after my liver but I say pfttt.
They don't understand the way you cure my head when it aches. Marry me and make me happily pain-free forever.
Love,
Ms. Harem
Will You Marry Me?
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Dear Trumpets in a Rock Song,
Will you marry me? I won't lie, it's all about the physical reaction I have to you. It's a good one.
Take the trumpet in Train's "50 Ways to Say Goodbye." Love it. Love, love, love it.
As a disclaimer though, I must say I do not love the lyrics. Dude, go see your therapist. Way too much violence to direct towards someone you supposedly liked at one point.
OK, here's an easier example: Shakira's "Ciega Sordomuda."
Love,
Ms. Harem
Take the trumpet in Train's "50 Ways to Say Goodbye." Love it. Love, love, love it.
As a disclaimer though, I must say I do not love the lyrics. Dude, go see your therapist. Way too much violence to direct towards someone you supposedly liked at one point.
OK, here's an easier example: Shakira's "Ciega Sordomuda."
Love,
Ms. Harem
Monday, August 13, 2012
Dear Rain,
Here in the Midwest, you're elusive, a passing phenomenon that blows through and leaves us wanting more. I need to tie you down. Marry me & call me Mr. Grey.
Love,
Ms. Harem
Love,
Ms. Harem
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Dear Soft-Spoken Dentist,
Though I can rarely understand what you say, I apprectiate you. In a world where most people strike me as too loud, you are not. I love that about you.
I'm not particularly attracted to you and I'm certain the feeling is mutual. Nonetheless, I think we could build a real relationship with this solid foundation of friendship and mutual respect. And quiet. Relaxing, relaxing quiet.
Love,
Ms. Harem
I'm not particularly attracted to you and I'm certain the feeling is mutual. Nonetheless, I think we could build a real relationship with this solid foundation of friendship and mutual respect. And quiet. Relaxing, relaxing quiet.
Love,
Ms. Harem
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Dear Brett Dennen,
Will you marry me? I'm setting up a harem. You would join Mr. Harem and a stationary bike. Though, the bike hasn't said yes yet.
The first time I heard one of your songs, I knew I wanted to propose. Then I saw a picture of you and, Holy Cannoli, my own hair swooned with envy. Your locks are glorious.
Love,
Ms. Harem
PS - Mr. Harem doesn't know about this plan yet.
The first time I heard one of your songs, I knew I wanted to propose. Then I saw a picture of you and, Holy Cannoli, my own hair swooned with envy. Your locks are glorious.
Love,
Ms. Harem
PS - Mr. Harem doesn't know about this plan yet.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Dear Stationary Bike,
I'm so happy we're back together. I haven't been myself without you and I don't know why I ever left. I won't leave again. Will you marry me?
Love,
Ms. Harem Wanna-Be
PS - You could be Mr. Harem's brother husband. We'll get a show on TLC. If you ever dump me, I'll go on Dancing with the Stars.
Love,
Ms. Harem Wanna-Be
PS - You could be Mr. Harem's brother husband. We'll get a show on TLC. If you ever dump me, I'll go on Dancing with the Stars.
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