ATTRACTION, pt 1.
I stood next to a girl on the bus today. She caught my eye when I got on, but I didn't think much of it. As I gradually got pushed to the back of the 66, I ended up standing right next to her. The more I looked at her the more beautiful she became. Delicate lips, very thin and small (I bet a nickel her kiss was gentle, slightly moist, warm and perfect). She had great skin, unfreckled, which was weird because she had very nice, straight red hair. Her belly was gorgeous, the bit that was showing was completly intimidating (I used both of my hands to hold onto the bar attached to the ceiling on the bus -- y'know, to show off the ol' triceps).
She would've talked to me. I know it. We were having a rather peculiar face-off, sneaking peaks at one another and trying not to be caught, both completely insulated and protected by our almighty headphones. I don't know if she thought I was cute or was just happy that a boy was checking her out, but damn, I almost got off at her stop to follow her home.
There's no coulda, woulda, shoulda, I felt the moment and I didn't act on it because I was content with it. I was on an air-conditioned bus on a beautiful day, the Eyeliner's were kickin' it on the headphones, and this beautiful girl was standing right next to me, didn't feel like I needed anything else.
ATTRACTION, pt. 2
I had a date last night with a girl I met when I was dancing last weekend. We hung out for about 5 or so hours and talked and listened to music.
She was cute. I know she was cute. Anybody else would be perfectly pleased as punch if she showed up on their doorstep. I knew from the first second though, that there would never be anything physical between us. Last night could've ended in kissing, it really could've and I feel kinda bad for her that she got stuck with me for a potential make-out partner.
I mean, she was really damn cool as far as personality goes. She was friendly as hell and she bought me some berry iced tea. She loves Iron Maiden (how hard is it to find a cute girl who likes Iron Maiden?). But, I think I've finally reached a point (as terrifying as this seems) where musical tastes and all that superficial High-Fidelity stuff just doesn't do it for me anymore.
I don't know, just doesn't seem right to kiss a girl just for the hell of it. Man, I want to be pulled into it like that girl from Maine or that girl who broke my liddle artist heart -- I can guarantee the redhead from the bus would've been electric.
Am I growing up? Am I still lost and longing for the love that didn't want me back? Am I just lame?
I feel like a strange boy sometimes.
I wanted to meet a lot of interesting people this summer, wake up in many strange places, and kiss a lot of girls.
But... somedays I'm just so comfortable inside of my own head that it doesn't feel worth it stepping out of it.
***
I added some pictures to the BuckyKatt666's Pictures folder. As a special treat I included a shot of me and my best friend when we wuz just crazy teens (you can see one of my tattoos in it).
I stood next to a girl on the bus today. She caught my eye when I got on, but I didn't think much of it. As I gradually got pushed to the back of the 66, I ended up standing right next to her. The more I looked at her the more beautiful she became. Delicate lips, very thin and small (I bet a nickel her kiss was gentle, slightly moist, warm and perfect). She had great skin, unfreckled, which was weird because she had very nice, straight red hair. Her belly was gorgeous, the bit that was showing was completly intimidating (I used both of my hands to hold onto the bar attached to the ceiling on the bus -- y'know, to show off the ol' triceps).
She would've talked to me. I know it. We were having a rather peculiar face-off, sneaking peaks at one another and trying not to be caught, both completely insulated and protected by our almighty headphones. I don't know if she thought I was cute or was just happy that a boy was checking her out, but damn, I almost got off at her stop to follow her home.
There's no coulda, woulda, shoulda, I felt the moment and I didn't act on it because I was content with it. I was on an air-conditioned bus on a beautiful day, the Eyeliner's were kickin' it on the headphones, and this beautiful girl was standing right next to me, didn't feel like I needed anything else.
ATTRACTION, pt. 2
I had a date last night with a girl I met when I was dancing last weekend. We hung out for about 5 or so hours and talked and listened to music.
She was cute. I know she was cute. Anybody else would be perfectly pleased as punch if she showed up on their doorstep. I knew from the first second though, that there would never be anything physical between us. Last night could've ended in kissing, it really could've and I feel kinda bad for her that she got stuck with me for a potential make-out partner.
I mean, she was really damn cool as far as personality goes. She was friendly as hell and she bought me some berry iced tea. She loves Iron Maiden (how hard is it to find a cute girl who likes Iron Maiden?). But, I think I've finally reached a point (as terrifying as this seems) where musical tastes and all that superficial High-Fidelity stuff just doesn't do it for me anymore.
I don't know, just doesn't seem right to kiss a girl just for the hell of it. Man, I want to be pulled into it like that girl from Maine or that girl who broke my liddle artist heart -- I can guarantee the redhead from the bus would've been electric.
Am I growing up? Am I still lost and longing for the love that didn't want me back? Am I just lame?
I feel like a strange boy sometimes.
I wanted to meet a lot of interesting people this summer, wake up in many strange places, and kiss a lot of girls.
But... somedays I'm just so comfortable inside of my own head that it doesn't feel worth it stepping out of it.
***
I added some pictures to the BuckyKatt666's Pictures folder. As a special treat I included a shot of me and my best friend when we wuz just crazy teens (you can see one of my tattoos in it).
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*Thanks for the comments/insight on the list.
*Didnt mean to get offensive with the bus or weight room comments, i wish I had the drive to work out again. I used to be in terrific shape in high school. (Swim team)
*And yes my luck with girls has definitely faded, as of late. Any conversations Ive had with them have either fallen apart really quickly, or after spending way too much time talking to them, I find out they have a kid or something like that.