If you got married...you'd invite me to the wedding.
You return my calls.
If we went out to eat, you would tell me if you had a financial interest in the restaurant.
If you had a disease, you'd tell me before you kissed me.
If you knew you owed me an apology, you wouldn't wait seven years to deliver.
If you visited the city I lived in you would call me...or e-mail me or visit me.
If I visited the city you lived in...and called you to say I was in town, you would want to see me.
If I told you my landlord was trying to evict me...you would show up in court to defend me.
If I had food on my face or if I was getting fat, you would tell me. (Thanks, Channel 7.)
You did not fuck me up the ass ( then do it again after I asked you not to ever fuck me up the ass.)
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I'm putting your happiness on my prayer list.
I'm in CCNY, too.
You're making the future a brighter world!
Love your pictures. And your pictures.
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