Nash & Naomi: Destroy The World.

The James Show

Taylor's not talking to me.

AGAIN.
For the millionth fucking time, here we are folks.
Signed.
Sealed.
Failure to launch.
He's all yours.

That's what I mean, though.

Everyone knew why but me. Why we spent weeks months years apart, counting every little second, hour, moment, praying for the next time we'll see each other.

Now I'm not sure.
I've never heard silence quite this loud.

Lol. So, dramatic...so pathetic...anistetic bring in a medic!

It's not so convincing, but somehow I deal, I deal.

Card sharks.
That's all you greedy vultures are.

And look...
Don't get it twisted
I love you all
You're weirdly my tiny blacked out screen family for the golden ages

But you're all a bunch of perverts.
Watching me this whole time.

I jerked off like a pubescent boy.

Considering most of my time, I was just that.

P.S. I don't care how "whiny", said August (allegedly), this makes me but, "Dear, Tay. Please come home. I need my wife. Even just a text please."

Love, your forevermore 🦋💕

James Taylor Potter, at your service 🐐💕

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