Cut and paste online dating message
She looked up at me like she was casting a pox or curse and I was amazed, the beauty buried in her face, all the days that must’ve marched over her.
We never think of it, do we, the way time marches on, the wreckage of how it has its way with us?
She was living, breathing, walking around on the scene and trying not to smoke or drink, calling me a couple times a week back then because I had stopped drinking around then.
I do understand why a bloke might resort to such tactics.
Sometimes the game is up for the guy when he copy-pastes you the same message twice.
I have every reason to believe this girl of fouled heart died at St.
Vincent’s before they started tearing it down, because this was maybe fifteen years ago now, and she hasn’t called since then.