You find love everywhere |
Tell me you’re mine. Will you?
Will you stay with me?
Forever.
“Oh shit!” I yelled out as I couldn’t find my t-shirt. Just yesterday, I saw the shirt there, right there under the kitchen table, and now it was gone. Strange. Or one of the guys took it? Blah. No, it couldn’t be so, of course, they have their own shirts. I’m just weird on the mornings. I yawned and button my pants, and walked to the freezer. I stuck my head inside, and looked quiet surprised over my vision. Empty. But then I remembered the night yesterday.
“Yeah …Right” I mumbled to myself and closed the door to the freezer. I looked around myself, eyes landed on my coffee cup. I made it yesterday, so… It couldn’t be so bad? Anyway, I took the cup in my hand and placed it in the micro. One minute later, the micro beeped and I took out the cup. I placed the cup near my mouth, and let the half warm liquid flow down in my throat, almost immediately, I spitted it out. Ugh, it tasted horrible. I did a grimace, and settled the cup down. I closed my eyes and shivered, because of the taste of that one day old coffee. From the living room, I heard the phone ring. I walked over there, and lifted the receiver to my ear.
“Hello?” I said and looked out of the window.
“Mr. Kurosawa? A female voice said.
“Yeah?”
“Oh, I’m from the Blue Fear strip club” She said.
We met on a bar.
Or, I correct myself, a strip club.
But that doesn’t mean anything.
I hate to share you with all that people, but I trying to think about our time in the bed instead.
Fortsätta? :'3
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| Kommentarer | | svikarbarn - 5 jan 08 - 22:48 | | fint, gillade den här faktiskt. lite "annorlunda" (ursäkta ordvalet) , men jag är lite "annorlunda" själv så. menmen, jag tycker du ska fortsätta . :) <3 |
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