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3 Responses to “better than I could say it myself”
New York, for me, is like . . . the husband I married to get a green card, or something. He’s alright, we’re friends of convenience, but we don’t really *get* each other. We’re both probably meant for other things. But I haven’t worked up the energy to pursue something else somewhere else yet. I applaud your gumption!
June 23, 2009 at 9:45 am |
I LOVE LOVE LOVE this song… and listen to it often when I feel like NY is bringing me down!!
June 23, 2009 at 8:15 pm |
Ha ha ha that is so cute. I have never been to NY..
I imagine I’d love it, but only to visit.
June 27, 2009 at 3:54 pm |
New York, for me, is like . . . the husband I married to get a green card, or something. He’s alright, we’re friends of convenience, but we don’t really *get* each other. We’re both probably meant for other things. But I haven’t worked up the energy to pursue something else somewhere else yet. I applaud your gumption!