суббота, 23 июня 2012 г.
воскресенье, 3 июня 2012 г.
четверг, 31 мая 2012 г.
четверг, 17 мая 2012 г.
среда, 9 мая 2012 г.
A phone conversation.
No, I'm not a lesbian.... No, my failed relationships and propensity for
emotionally stunted men couldn't turn me gay. You do not just turn gay,
that's not how it works!... Please don't worry, I'm not a lesbian and
will never be one because I was not born like that. Don't be ridiculous,
please... Oh, please! What gave you that idea in the first place? ...
Fine, if you wanna keep it up, I'm having a secret affair with a guy! There's no love, no future, no real involvement. It's been going on for a decade and I hope it stays that way, just meaningless mindblowing sex, no strings attached. Satisfied now? ... Mom? ... Mom?... Are you not talking because you're stroking or because you're silently wishing I were a lesbian?
суббота, 28 апреля 2012 г.
Long Time No... Snog?
Something wierd and nice happened today.
Went to see friends at their work, in one of the clubs at a club stack. They said another friend worked at a club a couple levels above. So I climbed up there.
I was really glad to see him after all these years, so I naturally threw my arms open for a hug.
He was utterly surprised, for a split second I thought he was having trouble placing me, but then there was that spark of recognition and geniune happiness when he hugged me.
And immediately proceeded to snog half my face off!
Am I missing something? Am I schitzophrenic? Is he? Did we have an affair back then that I don't remember about? I'm pretty sure I'd remember something like that. I mean, inappropriateness and stubble rash aside, he's a darn good kisser. You'd never think just looking at him how good a kisser he is, I mean, people go to hell for that sort of virtuosity. I mean, really, WOW.
Went to see friends at their work, in one of the clubs at a club stack. They said another friend worked at a club a couple levels above. So I climbed up there.
I was really glad to see him after all these years, so I naturally threw my arms open for a hug.
He was utterly surprised, for a split second I thought he was having trouble placing me, but then there was that spark of recognition and geniune happiness when he hugged me.
And immediately proceeded to snog half my face off!
Am I missing something? Am I schitzophrenic? Is he? Did we have an affair back then that I don't remember about? I'm pretty sure I'd remember something like that. I mean, inappropriateness and stubble rash aside, he's a darn good kisser. You'd never think just looking at him how good a kisser he is, I mean, people go to hell for that sort of virtuosity. I mean, really, WOW.
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