Captain's Log, May 9, 1492...I have smallpox...
I just searched for my name and found someone else with the same name! I thought that was impossible, but the internet makes everything possible! This is my first entry as a female with a male name, I may give that up fast.
I have a secret. I want an Egyptian man. Not a random one, a specific one. I've never dated a non-caucasian guy and he doesn't even know I want his fine ass. I'm scared that we'll have nothing in common-he likes rap and I like politically driven hardcore punk. He is acting totally uninterested, but one of his best friends is "in love" with me and follows me around like a fucking puppy. I also know his ex and I'm nothing like her. I don't have a chance, but I can't stop thinking about him (naked). I don't know what to do. I want to call him and confess, but I fear rejection. I need a good excuse to go to his apt.-I lost an earring? I feel like I'm in high school again.
I haven't dated for about 3 years, so I'm way rusty. My boyfriend, whom I thought I would marry, fucked his ex and got her pregnant. I hate him. I still live with him, because I don't want to break the lease, and I want to puke everytime I see his face. I hated that whore and I knew she'd pull this crap someday. I just didn't know he'd buy into it.
Sometime's life is shit, piled on shit, piled on shit...and all I want is an Egyptian.
I have a secret. I want an Egyptian man. Not a random one, a specific one. I've never dated a non-caucasian guy and he doesn't even know I want his fine ass. I'm scared that we'll have nothing in common-he likes rap and I like politically driven hardcore punk. He is acting totally uninterested, but one of his best friends is "in love" with me and follows me around like a fucking puppy. I also know his ex and I'm nothing like her. I don't have a chance, but I can't stop thinking about him (naked). I don't know what to do. I want to call him and confess, but I fear rejection. I need a good excuse to go to his apt.-I lost an earring? I feel like I'm in high school again.
I haven't dated for about 3 years, so I'm way rusty. My boyfriend, whom I thought I would marry, fucked his ex and got her pregnant. I hate him. I still live with him, because I don't want to break the lease, and I want to puke everytime I see his face. I hated that whore and I knew she'd pull this crap someday. I just didn't know he'd buy into it.
Sometime's life is shit, piled on shit, piled on shit...and all I want is an Egyptian.