"I don't want to be part of your foot orgasms" "Could we talk about your nails?"

Jan 03, 2005 14:54

I wrote a story today...and now I'm posting it here
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The Bitter Love fetish
by Brentan Denore

Boy meets Girl the day after her sixteenth birthday. Boy likes Girl. Girl likes Boy. Boy gives Girl his number on a surgical glove. Girl calls Boy. Boy asks Girl on a date. Boy and Girl go on a date. The next week Boy and Girl go on another date. Girl, confused by what Boy feels for her, kisses Boy and Boy kisses back. Boy and Girl are now boyfriend and girlfriend. Boy and Girl go out for five months. Meanwhile, Boy breaks up with Girl every other month because of personal insecurities knowing that Girl will always go back to him because of her infatuation with him. In this way, Boy has broken Girl's heart three times. During the time that Boy and Girl are together, Boy lies to Girl and tells her he loves her, not understanding the emotional attachment of the word. In this way, Girl falls in love with Boy and Boy's ego floats like a feather. Boy now understands his hold on Girl and can now manipulate her in whichever ways he wants. Boy soon gets sik of Girl and all of her feelings, so he ends the relationship. Boy, refusing to get over Girl or recognize the change he's ensued, calls Girl three times a day as if Girl is still his girlfriend. Girl, knowing that this HAS to be the last time, tells him to leave her alone until she can get over him. Boy and Girl now anticipate on being friends. But Girl doesn't even know if she wants to be friends now because Boy is acting like a giant jackass. Girl still cries. Girl doesn't know what to do. Somebody please help Girl out.

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it doesnt' hurt so much because I lost him (ok maybe it does). It hurts because somebody couldn't need me as much as I needed them. I guess I'm just not lovable. It hurts because I know that I could never receive what I needed; that he just soaked up all of my feelings and my desires and my attempts and didn't show any of it back to me. It hurts because I tried so hard to make him happy and to make him love me and I failed. What ever happened to the golden rule? You know-treating other people how you would want to be treated. What ever happened to respect? What ever happened to dignity? Am I not good enough for it? I guess not. I'm glad to know that it can hurt you so little to hurt me so much.

On a better note: third period was fun...Ry-Wit made my day (so did jennypher)....Stefan, B and Ry-thanks for being third period madness with me. Just needed a lil company from some outside sources. I LOVE RYAN!!!!!! m second/third/sixth period MAN BEAST! Just don't whip out your crowbar/umbrella!
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