Another Draft/Sent From My IPhone

Hello…!

It’s too soon for me to email you so I won’t.

I just thought I’d ask how the pussy was on the west coast

Or something absurd like that.

I shouldn’t so I wouldn’t…

Don’t mind me.

Sometime in the future remind me to tell you about some really embarrassing stories about gigging in town.

I wish we were friends, but

I also kind of want to marry you so

I don’t really know if this is subject material for an email.

I wish you read my poems. 

God this is the worst one yet. 

Another draft I guess

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Sent from my iPhone