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on Thu, Feb 6, 2014 at 2:27 PM
48 hours was not enough, you lovely foggy seaside city, you. But if I didn't leave, I could never come back. To my wonderful friends, my favourite spots, and the many familiar and excellent beers: You are extraordinary, and I love you. —G
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on Thu, Feb 6, 2014 at 2:26 PM
To the bartender on Barrington that recognizes me every time I walk in: I always look for you when I go to shoot pool with the girls & you make me smile. New Brunswick has produced some good things. Five years is a long time and I am very glad you're happy doing what you do and that it will give me many more chances to see you. —Beanie Girl
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on Thu, Feb 6, 2014 at 2:25 PM
it pains me to go. as a parting gift, what your conversations will look like in my absence-
Ohh my God..
Baby you done took this shit to another motherfucking level
a neighbourhood brother like me aint supposed to be gettin no pussy like this
Damn. Damn! Who taught you how to get sexy for a brother?
You never used to talk dirty, but now you got damn disgusting,
My, my God, where'd you learn that?
Look at you motherfucking butt ass naked with these motherfucking Jimmy Choos on
Who taught you how to put some motherfucking Jimmy Choos on?
Yo, you took your game up a whole 'nother level, this is some Cirque 'de Soleil pussy now!
You done went all porno on it, ok. And I, I, I, I love it..
And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you!
How did you learn, how.. how did your pussy game come up?
I was fucking parts of your pussy I aint never fuck before
I was in there like oo I never been here before. I've never even seen this part of pussy town before.
It's like you got this shit re-upholstered or something. What the fuck happened?
Who, who the fuck got your pussy all re-upholstered?
You know what, I got to thank him
And when I see him Imma thank him.
Imma his shake his hand, Imma buy him drinks.. Imma shoot his enemies!
That's how good I feel about this guy
Where you learn to treat a man like this?
Cause he taught you well. he taught you well.
ladies; till we meet again
men: you’re welcome
—OVWA
Posted
on Thu, Feb 6, 2014 at 12:00 AM
Things have come a long long way and I'm still wild about ya. I am so happy and grateful you are back in my life, and so suddenly; did we have the same dream? I woke up and I knew, before I had any reason to, that my wishes came true. Thank you thank you thank you, I feel so loved! — Laughing til crying with you makes my heart sing
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on Wed, Feb 5, 2014 at 11:00 PM
When I was serving you and your friends and family last weekend, things were going well. Almost too well. Kitchen delays and a big mistake of my own made things really late. But did you complain? No! you thanked me for my efforts to make it right and even slipped me an extra tip on the way out! I may not want to be in the industry longer than I need to be, but that night I certainly felt good to be at your service. —Sucker for positivity
Posted
on Wed, Feb 5, 2014 at 8:17 PM
... Plenty in number, weak in truth. Keep both eyes open...if I seem less than aware(of you), my appearance belies the truth...if I seem to not care, the truth is hiding in the shadows.
Ignore what they say; they know not that of which they speak. I have a need to impose my will, gently, with words that will reach your mind...and maybe your heart.
Beauty, intelligence, success-I would lack all sense of reasoning to ignore such a woman.
This journey...this journey…
—...it only matters if you care that I care...
Posted
on Wed, Feb 5, 2014 at 8:15 PM
Word is that Ray is being evicted to make room for yet another franchise. Help combat the demise of authentic lunchtime fare by supporting independent businesses.
http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/532/272/882/
—Lover of "real" food
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on Sun, Feb 2, 2014 at 2:11 PM
Thank you for your bowl of relief as I walked down Grafton St. Saturday night. Those military pricks were pieces of shit that didn't know right from wrong, nor have any sense of reason. It's hard to believe how someone can understand so little of what goes on in the job they call a career, and what lack of logic the people responsible for our country's defense have. —Despicable...you.
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on Sun, Feb 2, 2014 at 2:09 PM
Oh Halifax how I miss you.
You are my city of choice when I have that choice. Just now I must be away as the NS workworld was not kind so I drove away to work elsewhere for a while. But I miss you my city - I miss your street face - I miss your hidden places - I miss walking on the beach on a whim - and I miss your fogs and the scent of the sea. Longing to return … —seafret lover
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on Sun, Feb 2, 2014 at 2:05 PM
To the girl who takes the time on mild, winter mornings to open her window and serenade all the less than enthusiastic morning folks with her love story style violin playing; I thank you. Every time I walk by from my parking spot and hear you play, no matter what mood I'm in, I am automatically carried away to your world for a few seconds and in those few seconds, nothing else matters. I can see the faces on the others that walk by too and can tell they have joined me on the short journey to your heartfelt playing. I usually wave and you wave back and that brief moment sets the stage for my entire day. Thank you so much for being you. —Forever your fan
