Beautiful but Bonkers
I used to see this girl from time to time. Face of an angel, body of a goddess, great in bed. The only downside was her emotional state. When she wasn't crying, she was screaming. Violence was never far from the agenda, and I finally called it quits when she sat down in the middle of a busy street, drunker than I thought possible, howling like a banshee and swearing at passers-by.
What kind of lunacy have you put up with in the name of lust?
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 13:31)
I used to see this girl from time to time. Face of an angel, body of a goddess, great in bed. The only downside was her emotional state. When she wasn't crying, she was screaming. Violence was never far from the agenda, and I finally called it quits when she sat down in the middle of a busy street, drunker than I thought possible, howling like a banshee and swearing at passers-by.
What kind of lunacy have you put up with in the name of lust?
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 13:31)
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everyone's had that romantic phone call every evening for a year, round about tea time, normally jsut when your food is done and in front of you. Yes, it's the love of your life, despite the fact you've seen her all day, just phoning to say hello. To say hello and then spend an hour and a half crying "WHY DOES EVERYBODY HATE MEEEEE???" down the phone. Every sodding night. For a year.
Thing was, they didn't either... There were no obvious reasons to think this...
The night she found out that her dad (who had died many many years ago) had in fact comitted suicide (something I'd twigged a long time ago)...? "Shall we go to the pub?"
Thank God for moving away to go to Uni.
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 14:53, Reply)
everyone's had that romantic phone call every evening for a year, round about tea time, normally jsut when your food is done and in front of you. Yes, it's the love of your life, despite the fact you've seen her all day, just phoning to say hello. To say hello and then spend an hour and a half crying "WHY DOES EVERYBODY HATE MEEEEE???" down the phone. Every sodding night. For a year.
Thing was, they didn't either... There were no obvious reasons to think this...
The night she found out that her dad (who had died many many years ago) had in fact comitted suicide (something I'd twigged a long time ago)...? "Shall we go to the pub?"
Thank God for moving away to go to Uni.
( , Fri 17 Nov 2006, 14:53, Reply)
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