neljapäev, 21. jaanuar 2010

The next day.

I still feel so damn disgusted and dirty. This feeling can be discribed like You've been to a partyplace, drunken Yourself almost to death and then vomited on Yourself repeatedly. I didn't do that, but the feeling sure FEELS like that....
Eww...
I don't know what that dude even was thinking by that...Nagu... Ma ei tulnud talle külla et anda a wee bit of a great education how to act politely with a woman around and giving sexual education. EWWW!
Samas kui ma mõtlen selle Martini peale nagu, sellise, võõra pilguga, siis mul on temast LIHTSALT kahju.
Ta mainis mulle, et keegi ei taha teda ja lisas: "JA MA EI VALETA :S!" - Yea, like You're some wanted guy with good looks and a great apartment -.- Pfft, I BELIVE nobody wants You and WHY...
Aga nagu ma ei saa aru... Juttu oli, et ta "tahab" mind, ja värki, but I clearly said NO already on msn and even face to face I was clear.

See vend tundus selline... Mm... Nurka visatud desperate süütu hilisetes 20ndates mees olevat, kes lihtsalt ei oska teistmoodi käituda.
I mean...If You'd have a pretty face and given me cash for sexual activities - sure I would, but dude, You looked like a pimpled skinny-ass over-puberted computer nerd - OFCORPSE NOBODY WANTS YOU.
Ugh... soo disgusted.
Tra maitea kui ta peaks mulle helistama :S Nüüd ma tean kuidas mu baby sistr end tundis, kui OLGA talle helistas... Öök.

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