Sunday, July 16, 2006

The Virgin Voyage

I miss her and I wish I had done things differently.

Even though I smile at you, I want to hit you.

She called me, told me she was having an affair. I swore I'd never tell anyone. I hung up and called her mother and told.

I want new boobs.

I saw you last night. I pretended not to know you and you pretended not to even see me. I was thinking about your piercing...and how much I would like to see it again.

I think you're fat. And ugly.

You make me happy, but only when I'm asleep.

I'm gay. Like, flaming. And you have no idea.

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I tell your secrets.

But I don't get specific, I don't judge...and I don't know you.

I speak for you.

Think of it as emailing a priest.

I look forward to hearing from you.

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