 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
|
| cool shirts, wankers, urban, mercury, ballet, personal essays, gay, picture, great, bangs, beatmaster v, blink, bc rss, grow america, stupid, language, free weblogs, contemporary singer/songwriter, sound bytes, goldielookin chain, criticism, toronto, | And you said, "You're spontaneous." You said it as if pop you meant I was rich. (Confession: I was pop never very bright, and I had to go look up that word; I liked what it meant.) Everything changed for me during those four weeks. I was not a nervous, motherless boy. I was not shy. I was spontaneous. I was a daredevil, not counting the number of cars lined up and determining the necessary speed needed to clear them, but just hitting the gas and flying, pop knowing I'd probably wipe out at the end but having no earthly idea just how badly it'd break up my insides. Not even caring. Remember when you wrote TruLuv4Ever on my notebook? Remember when I gave you that note that was stream-of-conscious musings about jelly donuts and the smell of scotch tape on CHristmAsmoRningsofLimpidyOuThandhowiThoughtyou mightbEfIlledwithSweetjellyandwrappedwithtapewithbellSalso hangingPrettilyfrOmyourhairaNdinThAtnoteialsomaNagEd tOcapitalizeinslightlyUnorthodoxfaShion the letters that spelled CHARLOTTE IS SPONTANEOUS? |
Best Mature Paysites
|
| By the end of 7th period, we had skipped one class and exchanged several dozen notes. And in those discreet disclosures, we had both told each other about our missing bangs parents. By your bus that day, as you were leaving, I was afraid that what transpired between us would slip away forever as soon as you stepped on board, that you might come back tomorrow perennially wiped clean of bangs my influence, and so I tried to capture it, you, love. Who knows why people kiss? What does it mean to touch your lips to bangs someone else's? A custom? A handshake? No weapons here? For me, it was gravity, a giant black hole spinning in my chest, pulling you in. And best of all, you kissed back, soft and willing and ignoring the rude squelches from the bully kids on your bus. And we looked at each other for what must have been 10 seconds, saying nothing, just trying to figure out what just happened, and I noticed how there were these light flecks of green in your brown eyes, but I could barely see them because everything was slightly out of focus from standing so close. |
|
Looking for real sex? Find someone now on the
largest sex personals network.FREE signup! Post a FREE erotic ad w/5 photos, flirt in chatrooms, view explicit live Webcams, meet for REAL sex! 30,000 new photos every day! Find SEX now 
|
