Darthomas
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And I find myself divorced.
Can't begin to think about any kind of re-start until I dig out.
However, I am still connected to the ex,
(unfortunately) and not quite done with Valentine's day.
I'd like to send her ten pounds of Anthracite coal.
From somewhere that she don't know..
Somewhere like Hazelton Pennsylvania, where anthracite was stripped out and I saw lots of it laying around just off the roads.
I'd pay a good amount for anyone to spend 2-3 hours to ship a load just as bright and shiny black as her heart.
Bituminous is too soft for her..
I'm really not a hurtful person at all, but sometimes love must be properly acknowledged. And she's really doesn't need a full debriefing with facts, she knows...
But here we are, looking at Valentine's Day, and a 10 pound box of blue-black Anthracite, delivered to her at the enormous "mmphl snldf"
elegant urban ultra expensive jewelry counter in the big downtown would say exactly the right thing.
I'll pay shipping and throw $50 to anyone willing or make an offer if that won't cover your time.
After being away from her now for a while, I remember the part of me that I found in Bateman's Bay, and how much I felt at home and how men dealt with women there, and I feel the inner Oz-dude again.
Thanks to all the Southern Cross guys for being a real help with this.
It's gettin' biggah!
Can't begin to think about any kind of re-start until I dig out.
However, I am still connected to the ex,
(unfortunately) and not quite done with Valentine's day.
I'd like to send her ten pounds of Anthracite coal.
From somewhere that she don't know..
Somewhere like Hazelton Pennsylvania, where anthracite was stripped out and I saw lots of it laying around just off the roads.
I'd pay a good amount for anyone to spend 2-3 hours to ship a load just as bright and shiny black as her heart.
Bituminous is too soft for her..
I'm really not a hurtful person at all, but sometimes love must be properly acknowledged. And she's really doesn't need a full debriefing with facts, she knows...
But here we are, looking at Valentine's Day, and a 10 pound box of blue-black Anthracite, delivered to her at the enormous "mmphl snldf"
elegant urban ultra expensive jewelry counter in the big downtown would say exactly the right thing.
I'll pay shipping and throw $50 to anyone willing or make an offer if that won't cover your time.
After being away from her now for a while, I remember the part of me that I found in Bateman's Bay, and how much I felt at home and how men dealt with women there, and I feel the inner Oz-dude again.
Thanks to all the Southern Cross guys for being a real help with this.
It's gettin' biggah!