He’s always liked dark hair and dark eyes.
I’ve always liked tall, lanky white guys.
If more of our compatibilities rhyme,
I could be stuck with this guy for some time.
Ready or Not to Die
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
Preferences (or “I’m no poet”)
written by Regina Rodríguez-Martin
March 22, 2006
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