bruce nelson

(may 20 / fort worth texas)

COMPUTER LOVE


I dont care what nobody say's, to me you are just right and out of all the girls i've been with you are my favorite ''TYPE''. Cause when i hooked up with you, you made all the stress stop and do you remember when we made love on that ''DESKTOP''? I was working long hours just trying to give you that perfect gift and you would stay up waiting for me to get home when i worked that late ''SHIFT''. And from just looking at your pretty face, i deleted all my ex's from my mind without using ''BACKSPACE''.

Submitted: Friday, January 16, 2009

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