
I can't remember her name. Rebecca I think. We used to play monkeys in the rhododendron bushes at the edge of the big playground. She was lovely. We were 5.
C'mon, tell us about your first love
( , Thu 20 Oct 2005, 10:31)
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(is that wierd for someone who's mid-20s with a string of serious relationships? meh), but i thought i was with my first... first xmas back from uni, i was a geek and a virgin, hell - i'd barely kissed a girl. along comes hhanan, blonde, short, wide, however she seemed to take a fancy to me. winnarrr! things progressed, and we ended up going out for ~8 months in the end, during which time she manipulated me, winged, and treated me like sh*t. i accepted it all, because she was (in my eyes) my princess.. eventually, it all becomes too much, and we decide to go 'on a break'. next day i phone her (i was at uni, bloomin miles away) to tell her its over. she turns lesbian, and never looks back. not sure if i scared her off men, but as it happens, the next girl i shagged also hasnt shagged a man since (and she was a right goer. i appologise to the men of this planet for taking that one out of the pool), and the one after that was bi..
perhaps i should start appologising for my length?
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( , Thu 20 Oct 2005, 11:17, Reply)
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