Saturday, May 2, 2009
manufactured slim
She was far from average. In her mind she was ravishing at times. In her mind she was a dynamic lover and responder. Too bad for her, I think she really is like the visions she see's. She says she is a nerd, a prude; lacking in this and that. This is all bullshit as far as I am concerned. To me, from the first day I saw her, she was beautiful. My god, she walked with a little bounce. She was manufactured slim; a grape eater. Her hair a bit untidy, she looked like a green gem in a sea of grey. I could tell right away she was one of those women who thought little of herself. I could tell after a week that she was indeed a strong person playing the needy role; tired of all the single hastles and insecurity issues. But she has made the wrong choice. It is over for her she thinks. LLc 98.2
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