I forget that even though I want you to be my boyfriend, that you are my best friend as well. Something feels just right when I spend an afternoon in the sun with you. You pasty, skinny man. I couldn't hate you if I tried.
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I find it funny that you emphasize my pastiness when you're just as white as me.
Exhibit A: http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuQ1heTSi_U/S44TS21QeVI/AAAAAAAAAj8/vW6HxxecvSo/s1600-h/IMG_0460.JPG
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You're a butthouse.
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