To chise with <3
To my beloved Jane, my typically candy-colored lady-face. I don’t think you like this photo of us. I adore it. Deal with it beyouch! -How many times did we stumble through the cityscape mazes of the bay? Fighting off unrespectful doods and lame broads-threatening to curb them along the way, but not caring to look back at the fray. That we may or may not have started. Assuredly we are innocent, right? How many times did we dominate San Francisco dancefloors? We found each other through the smears club light cutting through the shadows. You found me naïve and underaged, and you extended your hand and lead into a crazy silly world. Never have I felt that you did anything without considering what was best for me. You are a great friend and one hell of a sexy, classy broad. You are the cat’s pajamas and the bee’s knees.
If you cannot find the right male, then have no doubt we shall have our Stardust themed wedding. With kittens and german shepherd puppies jumping at our feet!
Here’s to dancing at Death Guild and Bondage A Go Go, causing a ruckus at Molotov’s, drinks at Ponzu, and simply being truly outrageous! Here's to you.
I miss you dollface!