When You Think I'm Listening to You, I'm Really Picturing All the Times We Fucked
"yea im a mmmaid now... can you believe that? a mai..."
remember that time i fucked you on the cold conrete outside my apartment? i think the second story neighbors were watching. it was great.
i love coming inside, suddenly sobered, after the magic is gone, covered in dirt
"so then after that i got my associates degree. and i was really proud cause i actually..."
that was almost as innapropriate as the time my roommate walked in the house when we were fucking on the stairs. his fault for not hearing you. god you were a screamer
ha he never said anything about it either
"i think a lot of it was cause after my dad died..."
gawd. you already told me your dad died, how selfish can one person be?
then there was the first time you tried to blow me while i was driving.
you know, sex in a stick shift... that doesnt work.
i couldnt tell if flirting and teasing every single guy at that party was to make me jelous, or just to get you hot, but it worked
"nooooo i dont wear a french maid outfit... but i have one teeheehee"
i wonder if you still look as good as you used to in those green shorts youd wear for me... what were you then, 19?
yea, i doubt it. you couldnt possibly...
id like to find out
blast from the past.
call from an ex i havent talked to for a couple years.
theres just something irresistable about those mentally unstable houston girls i know are just going to fuck me up.
there are just some girls who break past all your defenses somehow. for me its compliments, and being dragged out of the bar by the shirt.
and then somehow from shallow infatuation it moves to actually caring for these kinds of girls... which is a turn off. then they leave, i forget, and then they call back
oi
memories
"yea im a mmmaid now... can you believe that? a mai..."
remember that time i fucked you on the cold conrete outside my apartment? i think the second story neighbors were watching. it was great.
i love coming inside, suddenly sobered, after the magic is gone, covered in dirt
"so then after that i got my associates degree. and i was really proud cause i actually..."
that was almost as innapropriate as the time my roommate walked in the house when we were fucking on the stairs. his fault for not hearing you. god you were a screamer
ha he never said anything about it either
"i think a lot of it was cause after my dad died..."
gawd. you already told me your dad died, how selfish can one person be?
then there was the first time you tried to blow me while i was driving.
you know, sex in a stick shift... that doesnt work.
i couldnt tell if flirting and teasing every single guy at that party was to make me jelous, or just to get you hot, but it worked
"nooooo i dont wear a french maid outfit... but i have one teeheehee"
i wonder if you still look as good as you used to in those green shorts youd wear for me... what were you then, 19?
yea, i doubt it. you couldnt possibly...
id like to find out
blast from the past.
call from an ex i havent talked to for a couple years.
theres just something irresistable about those mentally unstable houston girls i know are just going to fuck me up.
there are just some girls who break past all your defenses somehow. for me its compliments, and being dragged out of the bar by the shirt.
and then somehow from shallow infatuation it moves to actually caring for these kinds of girls... which is a turn off. then they leave, i forget, and then they call back
oi
memories
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The new guy on guitar looked eerily like Johnny, though. Italian guy with big hair! But not as skinny.
The new songs were pretty good, too. David Jo said they actually have a new album coming out.
Thanks for stopping by. Loved your journal entry, btw.