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What I Believe
--I have been with you every day of my life. Tell me you know that.
-- Yes, I know it.
--You must also know that I shall be with you every day that is granted to me from now on. Every evening I shall sit down to dine with you. Not with my body, which is of no importance, but with my soul. Because this evening I have learned, my dear, that in this beautiful world of ours, all things are possible.
...dream within a dream...
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9 comments:
Did you get some action whilst on e?
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no
oh shit. knew i should not have left you like that. the memories are coming back to me now
am still cracking up at our cracker of a night. and oh, my knee still hurts....
not to mention the irony of going all the way to the village to try and get me laid when i could have just stayed at our local and hooked up with the waitress there. oh well
we met two fantastic new fags
and i had a fab time getting high
true to form
i was a lousy lesbian
and you were an appalling straight girl
what a pair we are.
why wasn't I there?
Oh I do enjoy the sight of those two lads...
and you too of course, ladies...
your presence would have made my joy complete tots. lots of fine looking men stripped down under the warm roman night. outdoors.
good times...
me: cycling completely drunk on Negroni (which the Brits and Americans kept on thinking was a racist cocktail) under the pissing English rain.
Enough...
All those nights I had to dance alone because you wouldn't come with me. it still pains me
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