the bitch died last week. i saw her lying in the drain for many days. my windows were rolled up. even after they took her away.
someone asked me to start writing a story, only i didn't have a story.
missed someone all through the month...am quite surprised too...wondering why.
the girl with curly locks came to my dreams and made love to me. after we'd danced.
just last night in one dream i had to hide in someone's bathroom.
starched all my bedsheets. am sleeping on the mattress now.
watched A Prelude to a Kiss but did not like it. I guess I am out of mush.
i ran her washing machine while she was lying in a pool of puke. two days, two nights. no rehab for her.
i'm flying to Tampa in my next dream. gottu give her a scrub. and then make love to her in a tub full of soap water.
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i ran her washing machine while she was lying in a pool of puke. two days, two nights. no rehab for her.i'm flying to Tampa in my next dream. gottu give her a scrub. and then make love to her in a tub full of soap water...
i'm gessin ths is ur dream too?:)
u knw smthin...in all ur posts thr's ths reality-surreal border u tread on..n oscillate. which is good...:D
peace..!!
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So she finally died. How does it feel?
Thanks for visiting. I'm always glad to hear from you.
no story to write.... hmmmm...
btw why are you acting like a school headmaster.... comment moderation n all...
tell me why i would carry a helmet in a flight!!!
tomar darkar tumi peye jabe :)lemme decid how...
gmail e online asho na
well lookie who i bumped into... found you missing on ryze forever and now i see what is keeping you so busy!
yes! but no names please!!!!
tampa is dull... if u must travel in your dreams, go to fredericksburg... or even alexandria... or take some other remote exit from I95... why the hell tampa!
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