October 16, 2003


 dear amanda:

i once thought that you may be attractive, but after hearing of your
appreciation for eminem, i've decided otherwise.  ergo, you are not the
"cute" girl from my spanish class.  that honour has been bestowed to the
teacher, but don't tell her (yeah, it was those hard nipples that did it for
me).

if you would've stopped fooling around and just had the bloody (in a
non-menstral way) orgasm, you wouldn't have been late.  you knew that i was
damned and determined to make you orgasm, i don't know why you insisted on
holding out.  this is the point where you inform me that you faked it, just
to make me happy.  jerk.

if you can, please stop by my oriface tomorrow morning sometime.

i feel kinda bad about making you late.  kinda.  please explain the story to
dear renata and let her know that i'm sorry for making auntie late (and red
around the collar).

goodnight (aren't i really really tired?  why am i still up?) moon.

andré (the slob from your 8:30 class [who shaved his 'beard' off today

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