chuck5317

Okay, I saw my girl again tonight. Forgive me for calling her my girl as she really isn't, at leat not yet, but for brevity's sake I'll call her my girl. This woman possesses me and feeds my desires. I quiver in her gaze and melt at her touch. But the thing about it is I will never understand women. Not so much that this particular woman is giving me mixed signals or anything like that. Quite the contrary. I just don't know how to fucking act is all. And don't give me all this shit about being yourself. We do not live in an idealistic world here to where men (or woman for that matter) can just be themselves and expect to have any luck whatsoever with the opposite sex. No, I have to figure out some way to play it cool. Some way to convey to this woman that yes, I dig her shit, however I'm not worried about the outcome. which in fact is a lie because I am concerned about the outcome. This woman is fucking magical and remarkable. I don't want to screw this up. She is so incredibly different from the parade of whores that I'm used to encountering. This is a woman that I want to be with. A woman I want to lie next to in the darkest hours of night, someone that dreams the same dreams as me. Someone that knows my soul and my pain.


But anyway... I guess I'll just have to play it by ear and hope for the best.



But she truly is great!!!



Anyway..... I'm drunk, and my bed is calling my name right now. So off I go... alone. For now.