melaniefromcharn

suicide girls. the perfectly seductive pin-ups. enough metal in their bodies to tear through my heart and bring tears to my eyes.
i had a brief encounter with being seductive. once. the guy had been nice in a leering, sadly flirtatious way, to me all year, and he sat by me on the bus. then looked down and stared at my boobs. i commented that he was staring at them. he said something pathetic about me being out of dresscode and called my cleavage "ew". "ew my ass" i thought. so i asked him if he wanted to see my boobs. he said no. so i told him that i would be glad to show them to him there on the bus or somewhere else. He was shocked and said no. so that was it. unless you count the time i flipped up my skirt and showed a guy my ass. he said that i was disusting and he never wanted to see that again. but then, he was still "recovering" from being gay or something. asshole.
i'm not so good at making the first move. or maybe it's just those damn christian guys and their mini-balls. or maybe i look ew.