manuscriptx
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I wiped away her tears and placing one on my tongue. The salt was separated by a misty blue eyed hope that was broken, battered, torn and worn. Never again could she trust me. I cheated. I cheated on her with a best friend. She told me I was the best thing she ever had, large enough for two people, two of her fat friends, one on either side of me, bigger breasts, bigger attributes, bigger ambitions, and bigger emotions.
She slapped me and said go away. Never be with me again. I hate you. I can understand her faults. Fat, ugly, double chin sweet nectar just below the waistline was a foul smell indeed. Something not unlike mothballs, meat favors, cream cheese sprinkled with parmesan. Ugh, the stench. Yeah she was fat, that's why I left her.
What's his decision over war policy? Do you go to war over your decision to hate another woman, or do you go to bat for a particular preference? I would say so.
It's not about decision, it's about principle. It's about getting and loving what you want. I know I'm not making any sense here but one must go with the flow. Fly the air, stand in the wind and stay the course. She can't divorce me, she can't tame me and she can't even satisfy me with a bloated soul. Man-looks and big noses, huge and thick eye brows covered with a pair of glasses. Yuck. I always said I was glad to get rid of her even in the years these long since.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
She slapped me and said go away. Never be with me again. I hate you. I can understand her faults. Fat, ugly, double chin sweet nectar just below the waistline was a foul smell indeed. Something not unlike mothballs, meat favors, cream cheese sprinkled with parmesan. Ugh, the stench. Yeah she was fat, that's why I left her.
What's his decision over war policy? Do you go to war over your decision to hate another woman, or do you go to bat for a particular preference? I would say so.
It's not about decision, it's about principle. It's about getting and loving what you want. I know I'm not making any sense here but one must go with the flow. Fly the air, stand in the wind and stay the course. She can't divorce me, she can't tame me and she can't even satisfy me with a bloated soul. Man-looks and big noses, huge and thick eye brows covered with a pair of glasses. Yuck. I always said I was glad to get rid of her even in the years these long since.
I remember it like it was yesterday.