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Hello Ladies, look at your man

Now back to me

Now back at your man

Now back to me

Sadly, he isn’t me,

but if he stopped using ladies scented bodywash and switched to Old Spice he could smell like he’s me.

Look down back up

Where are you? You’re in my fictional universe with the man you fangirl about when you’re alone.

What’s in your hand? Back at me, I have it. 

It’s Captain America’s shield and Thor’s dumb hammer thing.

Look again, the weapons are now a majestic hawk.

Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady.

I’m on a motorcycle.