Will you marry me?
Don't worry. You can bring guys home any time you want.
I'll just cook and clean for you.
Oh! And I'm appointing myself your official personal shopper/wardrobe mistress.
And I'll keep you supplied with all the fluorescent socks your little heart desires.
But most importantly, I'll guard that portrait of you in the attic with my life.
So what do you say? Wanna meet me at the chapel?
Your devoted fangirl,
P.S. I don't have Twitter. Wouldn't know how to tweet if my life depended on it.