Garnate
Died Tragically
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- Apr 26, 2008
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Life ain't easy and love is even harder. Lately I've been doing some soul searching and after coming up empty I decided to try my heart.
It's no secret that Canky and I didn't work out. I feel ashamed and embarrassed after Birdy started such a lovely thread for us, but we were two star-crossed lovers, never destined for greatness.
Thinking back on past love affairs here I can't help but think fondly of my marriage to Curtis 71 that ended when he succumbed to ass cancer that I may or may not have given him. But I'll always cherish those beautiful 6 or 7 posts where I was yours and you were mine. Always.
All I can do is move onward and upward and I think the only way to do that is with a rebound. I debated for minutes and minutes on this before deciding on a man that is both close to my heart and far enough away that I can't just show up at his door at 2am with a half empty bottle of rum, screaming at him to fuck me on his lawn.
DesEssientes, be my new beau. I promise that for as long as this love affair lasts you will be my one and only. Shall we never part until the inevitable ass cancer strikes you, as it has to all of my Lit ex husbands for reasons unknown to everyone, including the cops.
Lemme know, bro. I love you.
I'll also point out that this was supposed to be a video tonight but my camera battery was dying and all I could do is grab a pic with my phone. So enjoy the selfie, cruel world, as I wait for Des to answer. I'm pretty positive he wants to be mine forever and ever and ever amen and that the next step would be to dash off to England and have dolf and Fata marry us off.
I remove the earbuds for no man.
http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk161/boodles1981/088be31e-dee5-4d7a-aa2a-95bb4c6af16d_zps71c8a5de.jpg
It's no secret that Canky and I didn't work out. I feel ashamed and embarrassed after Birdy started such a lovely thread for us, but we were two star-crossed lovers, never destined for greatness.
Thinking back on past love affairs here I can't help but think fondly of my marriage to Curtis 71 that ended when he succumbed to ass cancer that I may or may not have given him. But I'll always cherish those beautiful 6 or 7 posts where I was yours and you were mine. Always.
All I can do is move onward and upward and I think the only way to do that is with a rebound. I debated for minutes and minutes on this before deciding on a man that is both close to my heart and far enough away that I can't just show up at his door at 2am with a half empty bottle of rum, screaming at him to fuck me on his lawn.
DesEssientes, be my new beau. I promise that for as long as this love affair lasts you will be my one and only. Shall we never part until the inevitable ass cancer strikes you, as it has to all of my Lit ex husbands for reasons unknown to everyone, including the cops.
Lemme know, bro. I love you.
I'll also point out that this was supposed to be a video tonight but my camera battery was dying and all I could do is grab a pic with my phone. So enjoy the selfie, cruel world, as I wait for Des to answer. I'm pretty positive he wants to be mine forever and ever and ever amen and that the next step would be to dash off to England and have dolf and Fata marry us off.
I remove the earbuds for no man.
http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk161/boodles1981/088be31e-dee5-4d7a-aa2a-95bb4c6af16d_zps71c8a5de.jpg
