---it's a wine session...I go from honey badger to pepe le pew...I'm a love drunk...in moderation of course...
I think of Nathan Fuhr....Venus with this
...sure physically we are compatible...but when I hear reference of me being crazy as I roller blade in the freezing ass temperatures which is nutty as hell...but I'm paying very close attention to you...much like books at Central Park...an opera of Ulysses, an enjoyment for a good look with a soul patch...and you did connect in NOLA...and I was in the midst of a particular fight...we were upon bells in the very middle of the french quarter....you made that effort and I genuinely appreciated it...but again, I was in the midst of an intense fight, of which certain members residing in Canada would follow, something very bad happened from childhood and beyond...to carry on as if any member disclosed even the slightest of disclosures to me is entirely absurd, and yet, I would follow...she had no eyes...and yet all will float around me and pretend...there will be a price to pay loves...an ancient hell...I'm not in-doubt of any of these matters, and yet among the surface, in the mirror, there seems to be room for doubt...I wonder why that is? So anyhow, I just reconnect to matters...I think of Westchester...I wonder, but I'm not at a loss, nor do I feell disconnected...the mirror is just as it is...reflective...an Irony, even if we prefer a direction from it...Love isn't real, and yet, our paths crossed...I think of Jordan and even his difficulties in relation to his family. He wasn't included, at least at the time to certain coffers...and yet, he does have a particular gift...and his wife, a school teacher...and here we are on a rock spinning around a ball of fire...oftentimes, most think this is a sporadic circumstance, and yet, I will assure, it never was...Jordan still has doubts...this should end....meanwhile, she remains...and by all means string along the thrones...dance magic dance...it will do nothing in relation to who holds all the cards among our very existence...She certainly will remain at the very seat of everything among this existence, like it or not...He can be everything he needs to be...She'll, by design, reign supreme...Zeus in relation to her? As if he is the father, like the one who sleeps in a forest, a king, related to the Red Queen...does anyone get this? I hope Nathan kept his dress the day we met. I appreciated it. I know I was meat for the exclusive, the one oblivious of FAO Schwarz, even though my get blond measure wasn't (a toy, in-oblivion, of what you wanted me to know...and yet could you even follow...and I know you could...you would sing on the subway...It was something I'll always hold with me...but still, it was a time for the moment. We are bodies. We are lots in life, even if we are not. Hang in there, even as upon internet review, I remain influx, as naturally who I am...to not test the testers...should any of us be surprised...get your IQ today~ The sycophant will narrate who I am to you, even if the wouldn't even follow who we were together...It's never this longing and you know it. Let them have their day at our expense. To lose it all and yet remain in care...it has nothing to do with love in the mirror...love is a bitter pill. You love. I love. Let's not pretend. I never even wanted a body...sure, you were always a good body for me...but a swan, you were. I loved you on those terms, and you didn't beleive in yourself on those terms...It hurt to the very core...So we were out in the cold...I was on roller blades, but I don't think you ever got it. You were endeavoring, and I was in pain. That is our story. It will remain. I genuinely hope you have someone...I do. Jordan returns and you are no longer...I get it..Does anyone else? I genuinely would like to know what happened...and Jordan could explain...and it's a hell for me...I'm happy if he has what he needs but I have my doubts...I wish I could have remained, but when one considers what a so-called family unit was doing to me, even as a toddler, among the so-called Royal houses...the Aunt opening up for Elton John in the 70s and of course magically I'm at Edinburgh but no one wants to speak in relation to me and her...sure....set fire to everything as you have your plans...We have all been here before...It doesn't work out for those who plan btw...but you want to play this same game in the mirror again...here let me give you some dollar bills and an empire of dirt...feel entirely secure about your actions...hold a mountain that is simply a skyscrapter...I don't care...it's thes same yet again...and Nathan...He's gone. I get it. He does seem gone...I'm sad, and yet nothing for me ever to know. I'll take the bitter pill and move on. It's hard to share such matters it seems...He didn't deserve any of this...If only, the smiling faces in the mirror actually gave a damn...I miss him...I do...I don't think he ever realized...So be it...Like my best friends favorite shirt, the beatles, let it be..and so it will be.....Good bye sir Red Baron Nathan gone Grey...You deserved better...and among this existence we have one and only one swan to our life...I knew who you were...you knew who I was...but this world...the power among the network surrounding you....it wasn't going to happen...I'm genuinely sorry...remain in your own way...Just that...It doesn't have to be complicated...Remain, in your own way.
