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*"When we get to New York City, I'm gonna **** you like you've never been ****** before!" - Charles Bukowski* 2/5/2015 weeks maybe even a month? two months? ago I'd crossreference you in everything I wrote As if my thoughts were some of My pieces. Actually, upon retrospect... Remember when we snuck out That June Tuesday and remember When I told you in November We should sneak out to the city *yeah, and make out in the middle of the street and make everyone uncomfortable* you'd said with a smile Yeah. Tell me something about new York. And so then like in the letters which Id tounge in cheek proclaimed Fitzgeraldian You'd give a sentence like those Elementary school games finish the story and you'd say "brightly lit apartment" the place is **** but the rent is cheap and we get by with our degrees. "lots of flights of stairs up" I Would read the idyls of Daphnis and Chloë at bed "Why do you like that book so much" Never quite got to finish that story, But it's cause it reminds me a lot of us I'd always say with no elaboration But remember I said I used to Always write about you and now Did you know I forced this?
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 3:07 PM UTC
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*"When we get to New York City, I'm gonna **** you like you've never been ****** before!" - Charles Bukowski* 2/5/2015 weeks maybe even a month? two months? ago I'd crossreference you in everything I wrote As if my thoughts were some of My pieces. Actually, upon retrospect... Remember when we snuck out That June Tuesday and remember When I told you in November We should sneak out to the city *yeah, and make out in the middle of the street and make everyone uncomfortable* you'd said with a smile Yeah. Tell me something about new York. And so then like in the letters which Id tounge in cheek proclaimed Fitzgeraldian You'd give a sentence like those Elementary school games finish the story and you'd say "brightly lit apartment" the place is **** but the rent is cheap and we get by with our degrees. "lots of flights of stairs up" I Would read the idyls of Daphnis and Chloë at bed "Why do you like that book so much" Never quite got to finish that story, But it's cause it reminds me a lot of us I'd always say with no elaboration But remember I said I used to Always write about you and now Did you know I forced this?
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 3:07 PM UTC
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