... she grabbed me by the back of my neck and pushed me oh so soflty into her lips, eyes just a bit open on both our parts so we could see each others faces and expressions while we kissed, I can't remember how long ago I felt this good, these buterflys in my stomack, this happy....
then I fucking woke up
I sat there in limbo for the next hour, you know that moment when you are just waking up but the dream you just had was so real that you just sit there, one eye open and one shut... It was a dream of me and D, she was my last "real" girlfriend. Haven't seen or even talked to her in over a year, I though she was "the one". I wonder what the hell did the Navy do to her, where they have her. I mis you D...
bleh... I think I need some new poontang, or at least someone that I can watch a flick with on my couch and spoon, any takers?
then I fucking woke up
I sat there in limbo for the next hour, you know that moment when you are just waking up but the dream you just had was so real that you just sit there, one eye open and one shut... It was a dream of me and D, she was my last "real" girlfriend. Haven't seen or even talked to her in over a year, I though she was "the one". I wonder what the hell did the Navy do to her, where they have her. I mis you D...
bleh... I think I need some new poontang, or at least someone that I can watch a flick with on my couch and spoon, any takers?
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Drank a little too much, probably. But, it was a good night. I kept my lips off of other girls, I didn't flash the bartenders my ass (one of whom I work with during the day... that's always awkward), and I didn't puke.
I do remember, however, writhing around on the floor singing 'Criminal' by Fiona Apple at the karaoke bar. That was super. Oi.