heres to looking forward to unanswered calls and drowning alone pale and misforgiven
Today
was my last tennis day. Yesterday some little girl hugged me and held
my hand and said she was cold and tried to huddle with me so i gave her
my jacket. And after class was over some little girls told me how they
want to play tennis everyday and want their parentals to sign them up
for lots of my classes! Now its all over and i dotn know what to do
with myself. I just spent
the week moving. And not having either tellyvision or internet. The
only thing that kept me going was a false hope and late phone calls. I
spent the first night here on a couch because it was too hot upstairs
and the world seemed foreign except for my white leather comfort.
Last night was my last time ever to step foot inside that little yellow
house. Now its just unpacking. And it sucks. And I'm fucking lonely.
So if you ever need a hot date consisting of perhaps playing some tennis on my almost private tennis courts with your own personal tennis instructor and then swimming in my almost private swimming pool with your own personal lifeguard or sun bathing next to the pool/courts with your own personal tan lined freak followed by an even romanticer evening where we can feed the friendly familes and familes and familes of ducks including the infamous "Herald," the hybred, I-look-like-a-cow-duck, and the lone baby duckling and the two beautiful couples of swans, Well folks, call my number and all this and more can be yours!
hell i could even whip you up a 10 second smoothie with my magic bullet. Oh the fun never stops.
And then we could snuggle on my leather couch/bed in one of my living rooms and watch my Digital Cable.
sigh. Have I bought you over yet? Well to top it all off, you get to spend time with me! :}
So if you ever need a hot date consisting of perhaps playing some tennis on my almost private tennis courts with your own personal tennis instructor and then swimming in my almost private swimming pool with your own personal lifeguard or sun bathing next to the pool/courts with your own personal tan lined freak followed by an even romanticer evening where we can feed the friendly familes and familes and familes of ducks including the infamous "Herald," the hybred, I-look-like-a-cow-duck, and the lone baby duckling and the two beautiful couples of swans, Well folks, call my number and all this and more can be yours!
hell i could even whip you up a 10 second smoothie with my magic bullet. Oh the fun never stops.
And then we could snuggle on my leather couch/bed in one of my living rooms and watch my Digital Cable.
sigh. Have I bought you over yet? Well to top it all off, you get to spend time with me! :}