I’ve never been sure whether or not I am crazy or unnatural for thinking the way I do, but in retrospect events in my life should have taught me the “truth”. Does it make me insane to believe in things like love, truth, and devotion even though it seems like I am the only one alive who does? It seems like I only ever get punished for being a good person. It honestly makes me feel like a fucking idiot. I guess I’m just a silly girl because I watch too many cheesy movies, like the one about Linda McCartney I watched tonight because I couldn’t sleep. Yes, I know I’m being pitiful but I hope I’m lucky enough to have a relationship like that at some point. God, I think about this
No you’re not insane to believe in things like truth and love. I believe in truth and love and I’m not crazy. Don’t be disheartened - it seems like you are an idealist… and being an idealist it is natural for you to feel this way.
Cana-bliss
I bought a quarter or blow on Friday and have really enjoyed getting stoned!
I go to a bar for a random drink and now I may have a girlfriend!
I’d not been out pubbing/clubbing in years before last night. After being on the heroin for so long I’d lost interest, but now I’m starting to gradually regain my social life.
A friend from a few years back (before I started using drugs) invited me out for a drink - it was out of the blue, he contacted me via Facebook, so I thought: “Why not?”
Drank 2 cans before leaving and met my pal in the pub. He was with his partner and her friend - who was single and drop-dead stunningly pretty…
♥♥♥ we immediately hit it off big time! ♥♥♥
She was gorgeous, we talked, kissed and were intimate all night long - I was so captivated by her I totally forgot about my friend!
The night ended and we caught a taxi home to her house where we had the most amazing sex. She was a minx between the sheets: I’d never cummed so hard in all my life. She was ample-breasted with a tight pussy, soaking wet and hot for me all night. It was amazing.
Afterwards we lay in bed and talked and it was evident we were kindred spirits… we admitted that we were falling for one another…
This morning I left and came home (but not before having a “goodbye fuck”!). We’ve spoken on the phone and have agreed to meet up tomorrow….
