So I’ve made up my mind.
For those not tuned in. I’m a 20yr old dumbass. I miss a beautiful girl whom I was in love with.
So the story goes: I left her to have fun.
So I write an AR Lounge thread “I Think I Miss Her.” Of course I miss her. If I didn’t I wouldn’t have written the forsaken thread.
I make the call. “Hey *name* what aaaaaaaaaaaaaaare youuuuuuuu doing?” Nonchalant. That’s me.
Blazay blazay. Bamn, she asks “what’s on your mind?” Blunt. Keep in mind, this kind of question, bluntness, is uncharacteristic of her and caught me rather off guard. I tell her. I miss her.
The ball isn’t rolling.
It’s like when you want to make a snowman. You need the snow to start packing. Even in packy snow, the start up ball you’re rolling may crumble. Yeah, this start up ball was crumbling. Mayday!
I keep starting a new ball I hope will not crumble and lead to my base. I finally get there.
I’m going to Las Vegas tomorrow. As I have written another thread in the AR Lounge “Vegas.” The extent to which I allot myself “gratitudinal” services is having my face planted in some titties.
She knows this. I know this. I still don’t want to come back with any STD’s. Or worse….MARRIED.
So it’s a few hours now, before I leave for Vegas. I’m excited. Still, I am not faltered in my decision.
What decision? I’m going to give this girl my all. I’m 20 years old. Why am I doing this? Because I feel it’s right. I more than miss her. I love this broad. HA.
BDTR…if you read this, say something mean, say something about me sounding like a trashy romance novel.
KeyMastur, say how I’m a fool. Say that I’m too young.
Clockworks, say how you understand, how you feel lost.
Groverman, say how you love your wife.
DaBull………say…..man just change your avatar. :dg:
956vette say CHEESE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hope all ya’ll smiling, cause I’m a happy FOCKER right now.
Where does your happiness come from?
Doc :banana:
