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The other day while sliding keys down backs of counters, a Morrissey twin comes up and I fall dead in love. Really now. He was exact. And smart! And he laughed. I want to see him again. Nevermind that he was probably thirty years my senior...that does not matter! But it worries me because this one man, such a tease. And she is only young. Bastard, got her all wound up.
Leaving in four days. To see my kiki I miss her so.She's going to bring me food. Fatten me up some more. Oh yes.
A bum on your friends page. Lovely!
He was good until he gave me the old "Are you sure you're not blonde?" line. Enough. Good bye sir.