Marissa’s left me for LA. I’m so lonesome I could cry.
I’m just going to sit here and look at photos of us together. Having fun together.
In New York City.
At the Boom Boom Room.
Together.
Maybe now I’ll go through my Netflix instant play queue and watch all the videos she’s played on my account.
Just to feel closer to her.
Ease the pain.
Tomorrow I’ll go to the department store. Ask for a sample of Tom Ford’s Black Orchid.
Spray it into my blankie.
And smother myself in her scent.
Die content.
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