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When we first started hanging out, day after day, spending all those afternoons getting stoned in your room and listening to all the music we loved, you asked me if I had a song called Martha by Jefferson Airplane. I didn't and you were shocked. You proceeded to tell me about this song, it was about a fan who married the front man. As I watched the video of you telling me about this song, while rolling our next joint and with Love's The Red Telephone playing in the background, I think a part of me just dissolved into this acidic wave of anger and sadness. I couldn't help but think to myself; If I were to type all of this out onto a blog entry, would you one day read it and smile to yourself like I did? Would you feel as sad and as lonely as I do right now? We were so lucky. Dare I say, it was almost as perfect as J.D and Turk's Guy Love, or nearly as perfect as Mark and Jeremy's squabbles.
After nearly 3 years of knowing you, I finally got the song.
Now Playing: Martha – Jefferson Airplane
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