Apathetic... actually not really.

ShopGirl,
Sigh. Jesus Christ I'm unhappy. I watched it again tonight, You've Got Mail that is. I don't know why I do it to myself. I'm going to tell you that I try to masturbate to it every time, but I can never get a hard on. I would estimate that I have (unsuccessfully) jerked off to that film over two-hundred times. Oh & I guess I could tell you that I cry every time as well, beginning when Tom brings Meg daisies in her apartment. I sit sobbing with a limp dick in my hands. If you get this write back, write anything. For the salvation of an old friend.

NY152

P.S. I'm drunk... no I'm not.

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