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DAY FOUR: a photo of you taken over ten years ago
Oh, heaven help me... I had to dig deep in the confines of my computer to find this. I'm amazed I have such an old photo on a file even. This is probably right after I was in the USA. I was in the US from 1996 to 1997. So after that. I can pinpoint it since the bracelet tattoo looks very very new, and I had that made shortly after I'd been in the USA. So at least more than ten years, I'd say. At a friends apartment back then. A friend I don't hang out with any longer. :-P And no, I didn't use makeup back then. :-P
(If you for some obscure reason want to click this for bigger, you can...)
Also, if you end up becoming a mom, you're hair thins out. Nice knowing that, eh?
DAY FIVE: a letter to your crush
Dear crushes I had in school. I wonder sometimes if you even knew I existed? Apart from someone to push around and bully? Did you even notice that I never really minded that you did? That any attention from you was good? I wonder sometimes what happened to you. You guys were the stars of the school. Most girls had crushes on you at times. Some of you were the bad boys, and I know one of you have ended up in jail once. For raping a disabled girl, no less. Horrible a crime, and I can't help but wonder how you ended up there? You were one of the few that actually talked to me. That acted like a decent human being when we were in the school-bus together every morning and afternoon. As soon as your friends saw you though... Mask on, let's be a bad boy. And you? The other you that acted like a decent human being. You were the schools photo-model. I've seen you since. Only difference is a pair of glasses. You are still a gorgeous man, no longer a boy. I wonder how come you managed to resist the peer pressure and not bully me in school? Well, you didn't stand up for me either, but you never did anything to me. I doubt any of you noticed my crush... my hearts in my notebooks... How I took the school yearbook, found your photo and took a paper cutting out a hole for your face, so I could put it above the photo and just look at you? I wonder sometimes...
I am grateful though. Without all of you I wouldn't have found my true crush. Thank you, Peter. I didn't crush on you right away. No. You were a friend. A senior member of the Sexmasters* society. You were bold, loud and had the quirkiest humor I've ever heard. And... You didn't give a fuck what others thought. I loved that. Still do. So we became friends. You helped me A LOT when I ended up a full member of the Sexmasters society. I was swamped with work both for the society and for the university. And you and your friend helped me a lot. Apparently your friend figured out your crush on me before you did yourself... I am grateful for that to. A kiss against a wall... That was all it took. I've never crushed so hard or so fast on another person before! Like a lightning bolt! Gladly it had a happy ending and you ended up the love of my life. Thank you for staying with me. For surviving my quirks. And for being you.
/KSena
*still got nothing to do with sex, it's a sociaty in the Student Union that arranges parties for other students
( All the days! )
This entry is crossposted between LJ and DW. Comment where you are comfortable.
Oh, heaven help me... I had to dig deep in the confines of my computer to find this. I'm amazed I have such an old photo on a file even. This is probably right after I was in the USA. I was in the US from 1996 to 1997. So after that. I can pinpoint it since the bracelet tattoo looks very very new, and I had that made shortly after I'd been in the USA. So at least more than ten years, I'd say. At a friends apartment back then. A friend I don't hang out with any longer. :-P And no, I didn't use makeup back then. :-P
(If you for some obscure reason want to click this for bigger, you can...)
Also, if you end up becoming a mom, you're hair thins out. Nice knowing that, eh?
DAY FIVE: a letter to your crush
Dear crushes I had in school. I wonder sometimes if you even knew I existed? Apart from someone to push around and bully? Did you even notice that I never really minded that you did? That any attention from you was good? I wonder sometimes what happened to you. You guys were the stars of the school. Most girls had crushes on you at times. Some of you were the bad boys, and I know one of you have ended up in jail once. For raping a disabled girl, no less. Horrible a crime, and I can't help but wonder how you ended up there? You were one of the few that actually talked to me. That acted like a decent human being when we were in the school-bus together every morning and afternoon. As soon as your friends saw you though... Mask on, let's be a bad boy. And you? The other you that acted like a decent human being. You were the schools photo-model. I've seen you since. Only difference is a pair of glasses. You are still a gorgeous man, no longer a boy. I wonder how come you managed to resist the peer pressure and not bully me in school? Well, you didn't stand up for me either, but you never did anything to me. I doubt any of you noticed my crush... my hearts in my notebooks... How I took the school yearbook, found your photo and took a paper cutting out a hole for your face, so I could put it above the photo and just look at you? I wonder sometimes...
I am grateful though. Without all of you I wouldn't have found my true crush. Thank you, Peter. I didn't crush on you right away. No. You were a friend. A senior member of the Sexmasters* society. You were bold, loud and had the quirkiest humor I've ever heard. And... You didn't give a fuck what others thought. I loved that. Still do. So we became friends. You helped me A LOT when I ended up a full member of the Sexmasters society. I was swamped with work both for the society and for the university. And you and your friend helped me a lot. Apparently your friend figured out your crush on me before you did yourself... I am grateful for that to. A kiss against a wall... That was all it took. I've never crushed so hard or so fast on another person before! Like a lightning bolt! Gladly it had a happy ending and you ended up the love of my life. Thank you for staying with me. For surviving my quirks. And for being you.
/KSena
*still got nothing to do with sex, it's a sociaty in the Student Union that arranges parties for other students
( All the days! )
This entry is crossposted between LJ and DW. Comment where you are comfortable.
