I hope you see this someday. the truth is i do love you. and a whore you will never be. i want to see what kind of man i am going to become. there are no rates or races anymore. there is only my nurse and me. i wish good look and good fortune, and if i have the fortunate chance to see you when you dont hate me, please tell me hello. you know what youre doing, and that is something i need to work on. as always, wine only comforts me by bringing thoughts of you and airports and red fur blankets.
you really amaze me. read my poem. it's hard for me ya know. oh by the way hello. you really should cut down on the drinking, and I thought you would like to know that we're not going back down to stay just to grab the van and take care of insurance and what not. I always wrap up with my scarf that means so much to me. My memory is painful but fulfilling. so adu fair prince, and remember always who you belong to.
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