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| ok ok, so i'm updating. there's only one person who reads this anyway. but hi. this is me with short hair. if u want i'll post one with long hair. and i'll post pics of matthew as soon as i get some. later | | |
| i've got cool phantom of the opera pictures! yeay! | | |
| i've decided to write an erotic story. here's what i have so far.
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after school he took her back to his place. it didn't take very long for him to take her to the bedroom. after making out very passionately and fondling each other for a few minutes, they started to take off their clothes. as they lay down, they started kissing again and she could feel his manhood pressing forcefully against her open warmth. the tip was rubbing against it. pressing and rubbing, the rhythmic pulsing between them. she could feel it in his bones that he wanted so badly just to be inside of her. she was shaking with the anticipation. she had never ached so much for him in all their time together. he paused from kissing her just for a moment to look deeply into her eyes, and she felt him slide inside of her. she felt a sense of release rush through her and in the moment of passion she grabbed at his back and, digging her nails in, held on as tight as she could. they were pushing against each other as hard as they could, pressing and pushing and gliding together, as if they could not be physically close enough. they would not stop kissing each other, biting gently, their lips pressing fiercely against each other's. finally they broke to try to catch some of their breath. he started to giver her love bites on the neck, never ceasing the passionate pumping between them. as they started to kiss again, with the energy of a raging river, she drew her knees up till they were behind his shoulders. squeezing his sides with her legs, she used them to push his body closer to hers, faster and faster. finally she knew it was coming, she sensed it first, then it came. like a wave that washed over her entire body, she felt as she was engulfed in the sea of divine ecstasy. he mumbled something in her ear about how much he had missed her. as she thought about this, she realized she'd never felt more complete in her life.
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so i'm thinking about putting together abunch of these stories and calling it "chronicles of passion" | | |
| i love him so much. tonight was amazing. it was so cool to hear him keep saying how much he missed me. it makes me feel like i'm not crazy to miss him so much when we don't see eachother for a week. but i told him he better never ditch class on tuesday again, cause i can't go that long without seeing him again. well, i could, but i hate to. in any case, he more than made up for it. this morning, he wore the beanie i gave him to school. he wears it all the time now, and i think it's his favorite one. but he left it on top of nikki's purse and we didn't find it till after he left. so i gave it back to him tonight, he was so happy.
ok, well, i guess that's all for now. later, y'all | | |
| i'm depressed. and i'm angry. who the hell is he to tell me things when he is doing nothing? acting like i'm not doing anything with my life! he's not doing anything with his fucking life either! telling me all i've been doing is sitting home doing nothing while he "works so hard"? what the fuck?! why the heel do you think i'm sick? u think i got sick of exastion by sitting on my ass? and trying to be polite about it! just fucking tell me you think i'm lazy! "why are you taking archery? you're just going to complain about you wrists all the time?" how many times in the last 8 months have i complained about my wrists? how many fucking times since i was diagnosed with tendonitis have i ever fucking complained about my wrists to anyone? never! yeah they hurt pretty damn bad sometimes! and yeah i don't hide that! and yeah i act like it's nothing! because it is nothing! i've never complained about my wrists hurting! i've barely ever even told him i was in any kind of pain! but he's just like everyone else. he finds out how many things are wrong with me and finds every excuse to try to make me think i'm frail, and i can't do the things i want to. i will not only pass archery, but i'm gonna be the best fucking girl that ever took that class! and i'm gonna by myself a car! and i'm gonna get myself a fucking job! and i'm gonna finish school and by the time i'm 26 fucking years old, i'll be in a place where i can try to encourage others to work harder, and i'll have a fucking example to set! stop pointing out that i don't have my fucking life together! i'm 19 fucking years old! i don't have to have my fucking life together! you're twenty fucking six! you should have your shit together! and you don't! who goes to school for 9 fucking years and isn't a doctor?! who lives with their mom till their 26 fucking years old?! who at 26 can't move out, or buy a car or even afford fucking heath insurance?! i don't have to have my shit together! but by the time you do, i'll be so fucking far ahead of you! | | |
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