Tyler, look, I fucked up. OK? I know I fucked up. I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't. I was afraid you'd leave. Good guess, huh? Fuck! Why can't I ever say what I really mean? I lied to you. I'm an asshole, but I need you, Tyler. I want you to know I've never known anyone like you before in my life...and I hope you change your mind.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
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There IS something attractive about a girl with a boys name/haircut. Very attractive.
no wonder max likes her.
Imagine licking her crotch. For hours and hours. I wonder if Bodi did. Keanu did for sure. I would.
Suddenly a football whistles through the air above Utah's head.
He watches as--The Bodhisattva, board under arm, walking out of the
whitewater, makes a one-handed chest catch.
A few yards away two teams of SURFERS play football. Utah gazes down the beach at the Bodhisattva. Almost 30 years old, his body lean and hard as a tree trunk. Hardness in the face accented by long Comanche hair.
I caught my first tube today... Sir.
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