While I was pouring, or more accuratley poor-ing, my heart out to Candice Swanepeol yesterday via love letters I wrote in the form of posts celebrating her body and our undying love….she was being man handled by some Victoria’s Secret photographer, who probably doesn’t bang her, but has seen her naked and has a weird relationship with her…but who more importantly should have been me….I would be broken up by this, but my obsessiveness, is really lazy and I’m over it, but I do still think we are connected at the soul for the sake of doing posts on her….even though she’s gone and done this to me….all because she just doesn’t know our love exists yet….and to be honest I can’t blame her, and not just cuz I love her and thus am leniant about her actions, because before she came along into my life in pictures, I never knew a love like this before.
She’s just playing hard to get and trying to get me jealous, that’s gotta be it….