The story of girl who thought she was the most unlucky lover in the world...and what changed! ;)
here is my most recent enouneter w/ an interesting fellow of the opposite yang...no worries, this is no where near rouf segap (figure it out):)
and so the story goes of my interesting evening...i must recommend the following is read in a spanish accent, those who have seen Don Juan DeMarco will know what i mean, for this is somewhat of a spinoff, ENJOY!!
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It was a steamy afternoon in Sevilla, Espana and I, Dona Yesica, was preparing for my move to New Rochelle, New York in the outskirts of Queens. Never before had I been to such a place, where there were no such sandy roads, spitting donkeys, woman without flowers in their hair, and men without zorro-like capes. I was entering New York with little hopes of finding my love....a love that inspires me to love, until your every sense is filled within. You inhale him, you taste him...and all that other stuff. Anyways....
I was minding my own buisness when a long lost traveler stummbled upon my casa (ie facebook) and his name was........................ Don Iona football player.
Our eyes connected immediately (more like facebook wall comments) and we futhered our eye lock by more intimate means (aol instant messenger). However i ceased to see his face, due to his mask (no picture on facebook). We continued our sudden encounter under the sharp moonlight that ceased to set...or seemed not to. We spoke about many things as we danced incesantly into the moonlight (talked until 1 am). I was struck by the swinging sword of cupid.
Then i had to say adios to my Don Iona Football player, but only for a short period of time for the next day we continued our dance.
and so the story the ends here w/ a "to be continued" with more yet to come(I know how u hate that lindz, sorry)
Adios <3 Don Yesica
and so the story goes of my interesting evening...i must recommend the following is read in a spanish accent, those who have seen Don Juan DeMarco will know what i mean, for this is somewhat of a spinoff, ENJOY!!
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It was a steamy afternoon in Sevilla, Espana and I, Dona Yesica, was preparing for my move to New Rochelle, New York in the outskirts of Queens. Never before had I been to such a place, where there were no such sandy roads, spitting donkeys, woman without flowers in their hair, and men without zorro-like capes. I was entering New York with little hopes of finding my love....a love that inspires me to love, until your every sense is filled within. You inhale him, you taste him...and all that other stuff. Anyways....
I was minding my own buisness when a long lost traveler stummbled upon my casa (ie facebook) and his name was........................ Don Iona football player.
Our eyes connected immediately (more like facebook wall comments) and we futhered our eye lock by more intimate means (aol instant messenger). However i ceased to see his face, due to his mask (no picture on facebook). We continued our sudden encounter under the sharp moonlight that ceased to set...or seemed not to. We spoke about many things as we danced incesantly into the moonlight (talked until 1 am). I was struck by the swinging sword of cupid.
Then i had to say adios to my Don Iona Football player, but only for a short period of time for the next day we continued our dance.
and so the story the ends here w/ a "to be continued" with more yet to come(I know how u hate that lindz, sorry)
Adios <3 Don Yesica