You must have my thought frequency dialed in.
I woke up just now and after a week of not checking your pages, I couldn't resist.
Back in November after my trip to the slammer I stopped myself writing to you for a whole month. But then you wore that white t-shirt and I had to say something about you in it.
It can't be a coincidence you wore it to end my boycott could it? Have you missed my direct attention and tried the same trick again? Cause it worked. You pulled me into the phone, from there, with your mind.
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At first I didn't think it was you. What a chameleon you are. That's a compliment.
You are beautiful even in disguise.
Might as well watch it again I already fell off the wagon.
I couldn't appreciate how hard it was for you to quit drinking because I never had a terrible habit I knew I had to quit.
Now I get it. You're my dangerous drug.
Tips?
Re-watching...
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Every time you exceed yourself I get such a longing.
I think "she's got, to be the one".
You looked and sounded like The Little Mermaid at a burlesque show.
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What do I do, Ariel de Gorgeous? You aren't cruel. But not getting to be with you is the supreme life torture of my time so far on earth.
Sobriety is an improvement over drunkenness. But what's the improvement from quitting you? I need that knowledge. Or you. Please.