xoxo, nico

its ironic to me that duchess is jewish and throws away her trash underneath the jesus saves neon sign. i used the wrong sponge to wash a pan in her kosher kitchen and i felt really bad and i set a shabbat table with rosary hanging around my neck. if you transpose two of the numbers in her address it matches the duke’s three digits on manhattan street in brooklyn. if i was in her shoes i would have left a dead fish on his door step and put dog shit in the sampsonite i packed with the things he left in my closet. the only thing he has left is to pray for forgiveness.

this girl knows everybody. she is the duke’s lady friend and when i was introduced i was like wait, which one’s the duchess? i was convinced the duke was gay when i came in the apartment and he was ironing with a hydrating mask on. apparently not the case. last night i got the pleasure of listening to duchess in the next room for ever. i swear they were yelling at each other but then all of a sudden i heard these yeah yeah yeahs. maybe it was intense make up sex. there was alot of banging and somebody’s got some rhythm. i considered taking off all my clothes and standing in the open doorway until they gave me permission to join the fun. after it stopped i almost went to check on them to make sure no one injured themselves.