I might try an escort. Bought and paid, she'll fake her little way into my favor. Could it be? Throughout a majestic pre-approved night we find care, laughter and a touching appreciation for one another? However temporary under just one moon, it would be a neat thing. The more likely scenario? With the sun scarce having dipped the horizon she'll see -- ouch! -- too soon I really am this unbearably miserable, forfeit her professionalism and pay me double to leave her alone, the cunt. Something I've been roughly committed to do for free. So what profit is this?
A discovery.
That's the girl I know: the one I do not know at all.
people need to move on with their lives..some get hurt in order to learn from their mistakes...but most of all..somewhere down the road, we miss the person who give us the courage to see what life can offer, person who change us into more mature individual. Some might change but i cant forget how this person makes me feel important :) #bukopie
ReplyDeleteIt's very comforting to know that there is at least one girl who is not utterly baffled with my clumsiness. Thanks for the kind words. I appreciate it a lot. Woohoo!! =) Realize that what you felt is there because I too felt the same thing. It's nice to know someone is worth something to another, in spite of how odd I can be. =P
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