xoxo, nico

maybe later i can get you to come around and use you for a warm body next to me. i can wait until you get done doing whatever it is that’s keeping you wrapped up at the moment. i don’t know your last name and i don’t care what your favorite color is or what day you were born on. you’re not my friend and you’re not good enough to be my lover but i enjoy the way you touch my skin and hold on to me like you’re never going to see me ever again. i don’t have any friends who’s opinions i care about to bring you around to the places i go and the people i see. i don’t feel like making any introductions but i would like to use you as a substitute for body heat. like it or not i am never afraid to see you leave.

the fact of any matter is that we are all living in a world of denial and assumptions, scandal and secrets on top of all the evil that the truth brings out in us. its like a cherry underneath a layer of whipped cream on top of two kinds of ice cream. is it code if i ask you to knock three times on my door and i unlock it dressed in a towel with dripping wet hair that i should be inclined to give you exactly what you think i called you over in the middle of the night for. its a fifty fifty chance whether or not you’re going to get lucky or if i’m going to just lead you on until your feet freeze and eyes turn green. i get off on you watching you beg for what you want and more often than not you’ll have to pin my back against a wall in order to make me give up. i am innocent even if they find me guilty because i could make you think anything i want and all i would have to do is take a walk around any block in the east village.

just because the world doesn’t revolve around me doesn’t mean that drama won’t stop coming around and crossing lines. the party started at six but everybody there was dressed to the nines in suit jackets vests hats and ties. the only one thing that wasn’t missing was your face because you believe you should be there to show your charity and drop your dollar bill in the tin bucket just like her and him. congratulations. you win.

lately i’m beginning to think that no matter what i believe its nothing but an incomplete fantasy. i am normally abnormal and i don’t see things the way he does down on wall street. we are so opposite and the only time we would agree is when we were between the finest egytian cotton sheets. if i could take a piece or each of the celebrities i’ve been with and put them together like a puzzle i’d pick your kisses, his fingertips, the conversation with him, the way he held my hand with the way he had with words, his communication skills, the way you made me laugh until i almost peed my panties, his potential only with his success, how he never made me feel like i owed him a cent but with the way he watched me when i undressed. i never had anything to offer and i never expected anything in return. you can have all you want of me then maybe i can clear your plate then put it away in the cupboard nice and clean. each time i leave i sneak out the window and steal your spare keys.

i will never be able to find someone who will replace you.

god bless america forever and ever amen

he won. its done unless someone pushed the wrong button. goodnight john.

cnn breaking news live: awaiting remarks from no more drama obama, the commentator states they are taking a break but will break into the break if our future president takes the stage.

in other news, princess is going to volunteer on a farm tomorrow.