Not the end...
伤更深，情越真。
Have I ever seen such an honest girl? Great, her honest confessions are admirable. Suddenly, just suddenly, out of nowhere comes a message from her telling me we’ll be better as friends.
That bursts the bubble of schoolgirl dreams.
She thinks it was impulsive thinking it was love. Goodness. So did I. Somehow I don’t feel hurt really. Maybe because it was only a week, and maybe we really should be friends instead. And I guess schoolgirls should be left as topics of my fantasies I always talk with MinG about. They are just not made for my infatuation.
dOminic, can you just pause to think? You have no youth, no looks, no talent, no money, no character, no IQ, no chemistry with any girl whatsoever. Why would an 18 year old schoolgirl fall hopelessly in love with you? And why would you think it really was true love? I think it is vanity at work!
And look at your previous blog posts of lovey dovey. Are you sure that is the material you think you can write about? Not really. You’ll be much better off penning erotic stuff and the likes of it. You could just draw on your memories of older, more lustful women like Dawn. That could easily make it a top best-seller in the adult section after karma sutra.
Fuck! I just have to let slip a vulgar word. Lets hope all the frustrations will end after I swear.
Okay, I promise to blog a super super super super erotic post when I get home from class later. That simply is more like me!
Have I ever seen such an honest girl? Great, her honest confessions are admirable. Suddenly, just suddenly, out of nowhere comes a message from her telling me we’ll be better as friends.
That bursts the bubble of schoolgirl dreams.
She thinks it was impulsive thinking it was love. Goodness. So did I. Somehow I don’t feel hurt really. Maybe because it was only a week, and maybe we really should be friends instead. And I guess schoolgirls should be left as topics of my fantasies I always talk with MinG about. They are just not made for my infatuation.
dOminic, can you just pause to think? You have no youth, no looks, no talent, no money, no character, no IQ, no chemistry with any girl whatsoever. Why would an 18 year old schoolgirl fall hopelessly in love with you? And why would you think it really was true love? I think it is vanity at work!
And look at your previous blog posts of lovey dovey. Are you sure that is the material you think you can write about? Not really. You’ll be much better off penning erotic stuff and the likes of it. You could just draw on your memories of older, more lustful women like Dawn. That could easily make it a top best-seller in the adult section after karma sutra.
Fuck! I just have to let slip a vulgar word. Lets hope all the frustrations will end after I swear.
Okay, I promise to blog a super super super super erotic post when I get home from class later. That simply is more like me!
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