When Jimmy took me to Delmonico’s for the first time, he said …
“Only pretty girls get to go to Delmonico’s.”
Jimmy always was a liar.
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When Jimmy took me to Delmonico’s for the first time, he said …
“Only pretty girls get to go to Delmonico’s.”
Jimmy always was a liar.
The internet is so much more enjoyable now. Thank you for going away.
You do realize that you are the only person in our relationship. He and I left a long time ago.
But hey. If he ever comes to his senses, tell him to call me. Worth a shot to see whether I’d be willing to leave mine.
Senses, that is. Not relationship.