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Boredom & Too Tired to Read Me Book

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well motherfuckers, say hi, damnit!

I had someone from my real life that I didn't realize er... was reading here call my dude The Boy for Sex.

Ok, weird is that not many know who he is, although I'm assuming that that number is growing.

But it still caught me a bit off guard.

And since, well, he's The Boy for Sex, and has been for nearly six months, I sort of wish I had re-named him something different.

Because our relationship surely has morphed. Way too hard to describe. But every time my phone rings, and I hear his ring tone (G Love's Special Sauce), it makes me smile. And not just because he rocks it in the sack.

My boy is sweetness personified. But is too macho to even show that to anyone, but me. It still makes me smile.

To my special someone who has been having some health probs lately, I hope all is well in your world. We've been keeping you in our prayers. Please let me know how you are doing when you get a minute.

Posted by debutaunt at April 6, 2005 08:00 PM