Both funny and ridden with sex, angst, and self-loathing.

September 11, 2004

Conversations with Truck

Don’t be mad at me. I came home to be with you.

Why won’t you look at me? You are my number one man; no one will ever replace you. Please look at me.

Pasha loves me.

Momma has a treat! Oh, I knew that would get your attention.

I love you, too.

Conclusion: I am very pathetic.



Posted at September 11, 2004 12:49 AM
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