Monday, March 29, 2010

Call me morbid, call me pale...I've spent six years on your trail...

I think Edgar is Facebook-stalking me....er, well a girl could dream right?:

my status update: Happy Palm Sunday! (my last name = palms in Spanish)

Edgar: i learn something new every day

my reply: I'm always happy to help.

Translation of this exchange:

my status update: totally benign piece of personal info.

Edgar: I am peeing all over your Facebook wall to mark my territory against other males, while still appearing to be aloof.

me: Ram your cock down my throat, you sexy son of a bitch.

Arghhhh. He needs to stop taking these small interests in my life...he's giving me false hope that he actually cares about me and is interested in what I do.

He can't be, right?? It was just sex and escapism to him...naughty little maneuvers in the dark...he could never want all of me.

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