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February 11, 2011

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February 11, 2011

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¿Love = Friendship and casual sex (1)

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That which lately anticipated was going to happen was happening, he went after her I imagine her thinking about my reaction and giving a sorry mentally adelantado.No was difficult to know what would happen., day looks, tonteos, casual caresses her after seeing that I was not moving piece be decided who would cause an more serious approach, the feel of the game, from the looks was my downfall knowing that I later played pay for it doing what I liked least: clear that he saw no need to create something more than friendship&# 039;&# 039 ;

I know that I draw and it is not because I have the most beautiful eyes in the world or has the softer and brighter than the other person or have a espetacular physical, for I am nothing normal with hair A couple of kilos more but I’m apparently serious (according to whom), I am intereante and I think I can develop in any subject of conversació on and if it does not I sneak changing the subject subtly, well actually it does not know if it be attractive but if being conscious of being so.

What why I refuse to accept an invitation to go to a com more seriously than I flirts girl? I know it’s because they need not only words but deeds and words to express my feelings very few that fact or even imagine it causes a feeling of ridicule and even think I came to blush .. But not only with her also have that feeling with anyone wanting to go more seriously (so not wanting does not mean I go sleeping with all I flirts, I want to be clear), only need a person who is independent of her partner, who is intelligent, interesting, stubborn but you know very stubborn to budge when clearly give the arguments and evidence that destroy his reason

I left my thoughts, feeling that he stood on the edge of the pool, it was relaxing, and I began to ensar how good it would be swimming in a night like this, (my easily avoid me is amazing) Laura-hearing my name a softly spoken but surely notice my hand and entwined with another he woke me.

No expressed scorn even irony just an escape from that which caused me listening ” you attract me, ” ” I like you ” followed by a ” promise to build a relationship with you or without you ” my laughter led to a He smiles expressing gratitude, tenderness but well knew that promise was not fulfilled experience, perhaps a few weeks which would be good for me but for her not so

My embrace expressed a ” sorry ” and his resignation only during those seconds, minutes in my head that went unanswered question ” Why not? ”. A kiss on my cheek made out of my mind, silent tears that crossed his face were dried my hand as a bitter smile monopolized my face. A We’ll be friends for me and a look to the ground by his brought an end to this evening meeting,

On the contrary she got into the party house, entering a picture of my best friend, Mary, dancing, showing his drunken state something welcomed me to the previously abandoned party. And the question why can not give someone like her in the loving environment? I flooded my head It had been months since I left the mistake of believing in love with her and thank goodness because I would never have left this secret of my mouth. Still wanted someone like her. A tug pulling me towards her hand and simultaneously to the makeshift dance floor took me to the group temporarily forgotten my friends leaving questions unanswered.

After singing about ten songs so loudly and so many have asked to ” dj ” we went four up, to the terrace, with pipes, blankets, beer bottle in hand and some jazz and gave the beginning of our stay in our parallel world to the big party. There was no time for some will bring out the numerous brands that more than once lived in my neck provoke a false Yuna anger false vergü embarrassment and of course also the routine story of Mary when years ago I went to her scared to me gourd a ” brand love ”

Jokes, laughter and comments were replaced by a pleasant silence that sometimes a small laugh of one of the four to remember or simply relaxation sometíamos us together would be broken.

Another you wake we saw them together, how many we had in all the years we knew each other? No idea, numerous, and looking at them, I could not help thinking does a girl for a relationship? What for? I want, I love them and as for the sexual field with any girl that attract or attract me enough to complement.


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