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GoldenDelicious
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warning: heavily stoned thread ahead...sleeping pills are good mhmmm
you know how in highschool, theres those things you didnt do that just kill you when you think about them? and you wish that somewhere, somehow, if you could go back to school, you could use your newfound experience to finally do it right?! ie theres a bully that you wanted to bop but didnt/couldnt, or a teacher you wanted to tell off, or a girl/guy that you wanted to ask out but never had the chance/balls?
now im on zolpidiem tartrate right now so im perhaps being a tad loose with info, but theres this girl in her final year that, lets face it...is a bit out of my league. (yes i know, she must be smokin hot! ...or i must be smokin weed... anyway)
you know, shes that newish fashion model sort of thing, just getting her feet on the runway, is a couple inches taller than me, perfectly built... and draws the look of, well, everyone that sees her, and they just say wooooooooooow who the f is that bla bla bla...and i happen to know her. dont worry how i know her, but, i do.
so anyway bors, i have to say, im a tad frightened of this girl. i mean, not firghtened like deterass is of his dates, where they might weigh more than him and beat him in an arm wrestle - no, i mean, this vision, this creature of loveliness encompasses all the failings of my formative life, wrapped in an outer of aristocratic perfection...bros, this is the prom queen of the decade, sitting across the table from me, wearing shoes that cost about as much as my whole outfit, and i have one chance - just one chance (yes, william wallace style) to do this right, or her barely 18 yo loveliness will flit away, never to be seen by The Delicious again, and i will wither forever, to live only as the dry empty husk of teh pickup artist that might have been, but failed in the arse...like aap...boohoo
now, its taken a good 3 months of groundwork to get here-sms messages, calls, notes, emails... and i didnt have hitch helping me out, the racist mofo (hitch doesnt like white people. hmf!) and its come down to the pivotal convo where i had to get verbal, and actually voice that i liked her, and so, with a voice like a cross between a silk kerchief wisping in the wind, and a rather strangled tuna fart, i drop the bombshell of all bombshells...the very moon stops in its orbit as i say "sweety...the more we talk, the deeper i fall into like with you..."
and i wait for her reaction...
and wait...
and she says, in a mere whisper.."golden, so and so said this about you the otehr day, but i couldnt agree with her...when im near you, i just feel...warm and fuzzy. i wish you were here with me"
bros, im too stoned on sleepers to tap it out right, since im a bit overwhelmed...because 9 years of what ifs and if onlys have just died, to be replaced with the very real company of a girl who is not only hot as hell, but sincerely nice...and kinda sorta into me
lol
lolol
hahahahahahahahaaha
dont you love the way things turn out sometimes
(ten bucks say i do something stupid in the first week to screw it up
)
why the hell does the shole screen look brown and grey? yuk
toodles
you know how in highschool, theres those things you didnt do that just kill you when you think about them? and you wish that somewhere, somehow, if you could go back to school, you could use your newfound experience to finally do it right?! ie theres a bully that you wanted to bop but didnt/couldnt, or a teacher you wanted to tell off, or a girl/guy that you wanted to ask out but never had the chance/balls?
now im on zolpidiem tartrate right now so im perhaps being a tad loose with info, but theres this girl in her final year that, lets face it...is a bit out of my league. (yes i know, she must be smokin hot! ...or i must be smokin weed... anyway)
you know, shes that newish fashion model sort of thing, just getting her feet on the runway, is a couple inches taller than me, perfectly built... and draws the look of, well, everyone that sees her, and they just say wooooooooooow who the f is that bla bla bla...and i happen to know her. dont worry how i know her, but, i do.
so anyway bors, i have to say, im a tad frightened of this girl. i mean, not firghtened like deterass is of his dates, where they might weigh more than him and beat him in an arm wrestle - no, i mean, this vision, this creature of loveliness encompasses all the failings of my formative life, wrapped in an outer of aristocratic perfection...bros, this is the prom queen of the decade, sitting across the table from me, wearing shoes that cost about as much as my whole outfit, and i have one chance - just one chance (yes, william wallace style) to do this right, or her barely 18 yo loveliness will flit away, never to be seen by The Delicious again, and i will wither forever, to live only as the dry empty husk of teh pickup artist that might have been, but failed in the arse...like aap...boohoo
now, its taken a good 3 months of groundwork to get here-sms messages, calls, notes, emails... and i didnt have hitch helping me out, the racist mofo (hitch doesnt like white people. hmf!) and its come down to the pivotal convo where i had to get verbal, and actually voice that i liked her, and so, with a voice like a cross between a silk kerchief wisping in the wind, and a rather strangled tuna fart, i drop the bombshell of all bombshells...the very moon stops in its orbit as i say "sweety...the more we talk, the deeper i fall into like with you..."
and i wait for her reaction...
and wait...
and she says, in a mere whisper.."golden, so and so said this about you the otehr day, but i couldnt agree with her...when im near you, i just feel...warm and fuzzy. i wish you were here with me"
bros, im too stoned on sleepers to tap it out right, since im a bit overwhelmed...because 9 years of what ifs and if onlys have just died, to be replaced with the very real company of a girl who is not only hot as hell, but sincerely nice...and kinda sorta into me
lol
lolol
hahahahahahahahaaha
dont you love the way things turn out sometimes
(ten bucks say i do something stupid in the first week to screw it up
)why the hell does the shole screen look brown and grey? yuk
toodles
