I have said it before and i'll say it again my life is a cole porter song. Really have to stop having close relationships with gay men or men in general because that combined with drugs makes the following song an explanation of my week
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It can't be all that pretty,
when all of New York City misses you.
Should pretty boys in discos distract you from your novel,
remember I'm awful in love with you.
You need me like the wind needs the trees to blow in.
Like the moon needs poetry, you need me.
Come back from San Francisco and kiss me; I've quit smoking.
I miss doing the wild thing with you.
Will you stay? I don't think so,
but all I do is worry, pack bags, call cabs, and hurry home to me.
When you betray me, betray me with a kiss.
Damn you. I've never stayed up as late as this.
so sorry i didn't come visit you today. :(
i'll try stop in on thursday.
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ps i thought of us walking home sunday morning and you walking through the taped off road works section and us all yelling "alana stop!" and you getting trapped... pretty much the highlight of my lunch break yo!
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p.s. you can't be a hero if you don't lady wank, you tard!
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aargh i am wearing a playboy bunny costume saturday night, so fucking nervous!!
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