furygirl said:

I don't like super romantic things.

Paradisekiss03 said:

yeah me 2 they r sweet 2 me lol but ok i'm not a monster 2 lol

furygirl said:

I don't like the stereotypical romance book stuff.

I kissed somebody once.


That's about all I've got.

onenitealone said:

Man whore

mdiver said:

I learned from the best.

onenitealone said:

c'mere sexy

mdiver said:

Phil!

Do I have to use the 'boff' emoticon??

Allow me

mdiver said:

'tonk'??



Same time tomorrow, Phil.

My story is so romantic it would make you puke candy hearts.

FunkMistress said:

Please God not on a monday!

My story is so romantic it would make you puke candy hearts.

mdiver said:

You're lucky I don't have time to type it all up right now.

But I am thinking about it...

Maybe not the most romantic, but the story of my first love...

I met him the night of my junior prom, which I didn't attend as I was waiting overnight for Cure tickets. He had dyed black hair and was a bit of a bad boy and I'd come alone, as all my friends were at the prom (bleh. ). I found out he recently transferred to my school, just hadn't met him yet. I had an instant crush but he had a girlfriend who went to a different school, so I figured we could be friends.

School ended and I decided I had to take matters into my own hands and got his number from a friend of a friend and called him up one summer night. It really was innocent, we went to a park and caught fire flys and he gave me my first cigarette. (I suppose I should have known then he was bad for me. lol.)

We spent the summer hanging out and he and the girl broke up somewhere in there but we'd firmly entered friendship territory at that point, so I just pretended I didn't have a crush and we went along with things as they were. We became inseparable. We spent lots of time explaining to people that no, we weren't dating, we were merely friends. Best friends at this point. And I lived for his hugs goodbye. He gave some incredibly great hugs.

At the end of the summer he went to visit his parents in New Mexico (long story why he wasn't living with them) and called me every night, telling me how much he missed me. One night very late as we were both practically falling asleep on the phone as we were saying goodbye he said, "I love you". I held my breath not knowing what to say and he quickly added, "you know, it's good to love your friends".

We were now in the beginning of our senior year in high school and the topic of "what's next in your life" was always being talked about and he kept mentioning that he'd love to live with me but didn't think I'd take him.

Finally one night I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted him badly enough I couldn't keep dancing around it. We were hugging goodbye in my car (often a 15 minute or more ritual ) and I remember the Cure's 'Close To Me' was on the radio ( ) and I got the courage up to ask him, "John, do you ever think about me and you?" He didn't say anything. Just pulled back and kissed me.

It was my first kiss.

Way later, he told me that it was at that exact moment he realized this was going to be his first, serious, grown-up relationship.

It was good for a while and got all kinds of crazy and dysfunctional by the end, but that was my first love.

There was this girl. First time I met her my dick got hard. I let her touch it in public, she blushed.

I celebrated Christmat for the first time this year..
My fiance came and took me out for breakfast,
He had paid a small diner owner to open for a few hours just for him,
He had the cook make us smile face pan cakes

He had set all the tables with white silk clothes and tons of candles and roses, the food was served on crystal, and he had brought wine from his trip to Italy

It was truely amazing

meggy said:

Sounds like the actions of a guilty conscience
Italian mommas don't hand out bottles of good wine 4 free!
[Edited 6/11/07 21:53pm]

There was this girl. First time I met her my dick got hard. I let her touch it in public, she blushed.