I'm too much sometimes.

Monday, October 27, 2008

The perfect man

He wouldn't say what's your name, what's your sign. Instead he'd creep up from behind and ask me what my interests are, who I'm seeing, what makes me smile and finally ask me for what numbers to dial. Then he'd get his friends, and I get my friends, and we'd all hang out. 


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I'm 22 years old. Living in Richmond, Va. Holla.