Posted by Anonymous on 2014/12/21 under Uncategorized Nine months ago, it was beyond anything possible. You were incredibly wholesome. Those texts and crazy midnight emails were non-stop. I miss those extensions and added watchyamacallits, just to continue our pecking conversations. Nope, I will never get that from anyone else, ever again. As for those selfies… they were sent and given to me. Blue still stains my vision. You can only assume, but never know the full impact. In fact, scratch that. You’ll never know. Just last week, I was making a delivery and this car pulls up alongside of me. It was raining somewhat heavily and yet, I was able to recognize the back of your beautiful head, as your girlfriend mocked my papa image… laughing at me… the both of you laughing at me… speeding away. Not a wave or anything. Im surprised there wasn’t a finger involved. Literally, two doors away from each other and you can’t even look. Now I know why your so popular behind these sites. Yup, it was nine months ago and im nothing more than a simple replacement. If Austin, why my route? Nine months ago and how long have you been on my phone? Nine months ago, I was actually somebody special. Nine months ago, I was actually loved by you, while your always loved by me, Boston, or Greg (just tokeep our crossing paths on track). The Ex driver who prefers ground level… which wouldn’t place me on a branch or anything above eye level at all. I think you have your clarity mixed up. I’m here to catch your fall. And God, how October destroyed me. Nine months ago and you’ve been tracking me since June? Hey, whatever you got to tell yourself. It was nine months ago and how far ahead are you, from the original plan? Your welcome. Eleven months ago, you told me about living alone in a house… hmm… I wonder if that was part of another plan and Austin wasn’t really because of me. Four days ago, a silver car pulls up next to me, at the Tech ridge/Yager lights. On the back bumper there was a sticker stating the love of wolves. The woman took off in a rush to beat the next light, I, on the other hand wasn’t quick enough. . . But was able to see her escaping exit. “I know those appartments”. 12 hours ago, building 9, I saw red. Making a delivery, the clouds began to lift and psychology was no longer an issue. Sublime: “I saw red”!!! You said, nine months ago, right? (Peeking at my cards)… I’m willing to bet, if not more. But these plans were for something else andthe hell If I care, but the answers keep falling in my direction. Nine months ago and maybe we’ll someday chew the fat on how our lives became. A week ago, I received a text concerning a package. Nine months ago… isn’t anymore… then why are you surrounding me. Oh that’s right. You have a quarter of pure native tongue. And your drawings are important to me. Especially the one of that woman. If not me, I do hope some significant other gifts you with a professional draft table. Nine months ago, I shared my friends, and you? Influence… 10% truth… not in my world. Nine months ago, are you sure it was lust? Uh, how long have I been reading your posts. You may thank your new friends all you want, but I think this a****** has been a dedicated reader of yours. Nine months ago and found these sites? I love you. I love you more than you’ll ever want to know. Lust… how long, before my touch fell from your shoulders edge. F***. Did we? F***… Nine months ago, and yet while making another delivery (about a week ago, on braker) I see this woman looking heavily at my walk, as her jeep something turns into the store parking lot. What caught my eye was this boy dancing on the front passenger seat, while this woman retained within her pov, playing with her phone. Nine months ago… 14 hours ago, I didn’t see a pussy cat, but a planet fitness on the back of a familiar white. Not once, not twice, butthree times… and an older dude was ddriving it, one of the times. How weird is that. Lust. And how is it that im worse than six dudes. No matter, i’ll take the position. I rather be hated than mistaken for lust of lies. Your setting off my alarm. Lol.. you are close bi. I think I can hear you outside of my window.