(via vulgarlovers)
You look like Victoria Legrand, have eyes to die for, and you curse a lot.
I think I have a crush on you.
Dearest,
I know how difficult it is for you to express yourself in front of a crowd so when you said those thoughtful words yesterday in front of all of those people I kind of choked up a bit.
It’s one thing to know you love me but another to actually hear you say it.
By the way, I love you too.
Sincerely,
Erik
Beach House- Better Times
I have to flat out say it because I’ve been tip toeing on my own blog. No, I want to have sex because I like it and I haven’t in quite some time.
UGH! (that’s my online sexual frustration)
I hope I didn’t throw away the photograph in this because I most certainly lost the letter with that kiss on it.
I’ll look for the photograph tomorrow. Yup, I’m feeling quite nostalgic.
Morris Canal Peninsula, Jersey City, New Jersey.
Sometimes, I wish I could run into you again. Here’s hoping you do this again…
Sh___ invited me to a dinner party she was having. I was really excited since I’ve been having an easier time talking to strangers lately. They don’t intimidate me as much anymore.
Anyway, right before I left work to go to her place she called me. She sounded quite drunk.
Her: “Luis, please come over. Please. I miss you. Please…”
Me: “I know, okay. I’ll be there in a few. Is everything alright?”
Her: “Yes. Come quick. Please… I miss you.”
Me: “Bye.”
Her: “…love you.”
About 15 minutes later I arrive at her place. I walk in and see her sitting down with a few friends on a sofa. As soon as she sees me she gets up and stumbles about trying to get a hold of me.
As she comes closer it becomes evident that she wants me again.
It’s whenever she’s drunk that she’s all over me.
She finally wraps her arms around me and tries kissing me in the lips. Obviously, I turn away as she does. She kept on trying so I had to take her arms and just pull her slightly away from me.
That didn’t work either so her friends pulled her away and I took a seat by the sofa.
Not even 2 minutes after that little episode she decides to sit on my lap. She puts her arm around me and she goes in for yet another kiss. This time it’s all over my cheeks and neck.
As I try turning away I notice the look her friends are giving me. They’re looking at me with such surprised looks.
What you don’t know yet and what I’ve kept from you guys is that she has a boyfriend. They’re currently in their fourth year.
By this point I’m feeling extremely guilty and conflicted. Should I leave? Should I stay? Should I try to stay away from her? Should I embrace her?
Her friends at this point couldn’t take it anymore and they decided that it’d be best if they kept her away from me. It was a good idea to be honest.
Anyway, as the party wore on I decided that it was time for me to go. As I was saying good bye to everyone I notice that she’s preoccupied with something.
This was my chance to quickly say goodbye to her and leave without causing an incident.
Me: “Hey, I had a really good time tonight. Thanks for inviting me.”
As I’m bending down to give her a good night kiss on her cheek…
Her: “Luis, come here. I love you. I want to kiss you in the lips. Hard.”
Once again, I turn away. She gets me on my lips a little but the damage had been done already. The thing is, everyone heard her say that.
Oh the look on people’s faces when they heard that…
Well, as I make my way out and as I get into the car I realize something.
I really wanted to make out with her too and I secretly wish we do someday soon…
I just hope I’m better than that. This isn’t the first time she throws herself at me drunk or sober but her boyfriend is too nice of a guy to do that too. Plus, I don’t want to be that “other” guy.
It’s either you’re all in or you’re not at all.
Morris Canal Peninsula, Jersey City, New Jersey.
