had a good friend for years and years and she and i were pretty much inseperable and one day she just says to me

What if after you take someone home, when they leave in the morning you call me, Ill come over, We'll have breakfast and then you can tell me about it while I'm on top of you..."

Why I remember it so well is that we did just that for about a year and a half till she moved away...cant beat a good fuck-friend.

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.