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AUTHOR'S NOTE : The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
SO FIND YOUR WAY, OUT OF MY SIGHT.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

hmm.

girl : idiot. why did i do that? why did i act like that? when he sat down next to me, it was so clear we weren't each other's style that it wasn't even weird. and since there was no vibe, we're just start talking, without thinking anything. and then -- i don't know what happened.

boy : it's a bad idea with this girl. i'm not in a good space for this. yes, she was beautiful. yes, she had a great body, and she's smart. god, that was sexy. it was beyond sexy. what is wrong with me? why am i so fucking nervous? this is ridiculous. shit! i need a cigarette.

girl : i finally shut the fuck up. i hardly said a word the rest of the night after that. it was good, but there's nowhere for it to go. but it took another turn. something happened. i don't know what zone that was, but both of us played into it. it's good, we're gonna do this ; have a couple of drinks and get straight. let him know i know what this was -- nothing.

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