We're married, and seperated, and we're sleeping together. And I love you so much and I always will. You bring out the nihilist in me.
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Boy at the Roxy
posted Saturday, January 26, 2013 at 10:17am
You were wearing a black t-shirt. I was wearing a grey tank top and hair in a bun. I bumped into you at the Roxy. I turned to say sorry, you turned too. We paused. We locked eyes. You blew me a kiss and I smiled at turned away. Why did I leave? Was looking for you after but I was liquored and didn't remember your face. If by chance you remember me, lets get together