November 2009
37 posts
1 tag
I once fell in love with a girl who wouldn’t let me down until the police came by to get me out of her tree.
Nov 23rd
1 tag
She had the same amount of class as a box of wine.
Nov 22nd
1 tag
Everything but her attitude was perky.
Nov 22nd
1 tag
I didn’t want to think about how much practice she had to do, to get her body to do the things she could do.
Nov 22nd
1 tag
I kept her panties and blocked her number.
Nov 22nd
1 tag
She hit harder than her brother.
Nov 22nd
1 tag
I will never let anyone hurt you more than I did with my love, with my words, with my total disregard.
Nov 22nd
1 tag
I took her shirt off and she left mine on.
Nov 22nd
1 tag
I don’t know the smell of your skin anymore.
Nov 21st
1 tag
Other people know the secrets I only told you.
Nov 21st
1 tag
I never thought I owned anyone but you.
Nov 21st
1 tag
I can feel my body purging my love for you.
Nov 21st
1 tag
You were the best idea I ever had.
Nov 21st
1 tag
You were my escape plan from a dull life I spent forever making.
Nov 21st
1 tag
I’m still waiting for that first kiss.
Nov 21st
1 tag
There’s no need to be in a one-sided relationship with a two-sided person.
Nov 19th
1 tag
I was suddenly speechless and not clever.
Nov 19th
1 tag
I opened my heart and you just opened your legs.
Nov 19th
1 tag
She was like a door knob after you touched her you wanted to wash your hands.
Nov 19th
1 tag
I got to know her like the palm of my hand.
Nov 19th
1 tag
From her picture I could tell she was insecure about her body and bad at Photoshop.
Nov 19th
1 tag
I loved her like her father shouldn’t have
Nov 19th
1 tag
The number she gave me was real and over 18 unlike her age.
Nov 19th
1 tag
The greatest thing about her wasn’t her ass.
Nov 19th
1 tag
She said she needed to lose two inches in the waist when she needed to lose three inches on the scale.
Nov 19th
1 tag
I feel best with burns on my hands, a mop towel in my back pocket and a really good knife.
Nov 19th
1 tag
Her dad broke her ribs, I broke his arms, she broke my heart.
Nov 19th
1 tag
I spend everyday like it was my last- crying.
Nov 19th
1 tag
I still have day dreams of coming to her rescue and her coming back to me.
Nov 9th
1 tag
I like my girls like I like my coffee- made by my stepmother.
Nov 9th
1 tag
I miss the sound of her voice tempting me.
Nov 9th
1 tag
My shoes still squeak from when she first lost her sight and we were still in love.
Nov 9th
1 tag
I feel more comfortable waking up in someone else’s bed
Nov 9th
1 tag
She lived about fifteen minutes away in Texas miles.
Nov 9th
1 tag
I’m in love with a girl emotionally close and physically far.
Nov 9th
1 tag
They gave me pieces of them and took parts of me.
Nov 9th
1 tag
She calls me when she’s lonely no matter who we’re with.
Nov 9th