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I also got involved in some love triangle between a school friend who was also working with me, and a girl who worked in the accounting dept 3 floors below. The girl was meeting us all day separately and no one had any clue. Those two ended up getting married and i disappeared, this is a cloudy point in my life.

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so ive been talking to the girl (older chick) i saw for a bit over the summer, we're actually friends again. but she calls me the other night, completely drunk outta her mind, and asks me to come up to boston to stay with her for a weekend. i dont think i can deal with the sorta mindfuck she put me through, even if its just a couple nights. she really tore me a new one on the relationship scale. and yet i do still really like her.

im sorta stuck between a rock and hard place on this one.

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I went to the local Korean food market today and when I saw the owner of the store, I suddenly had this flashback to some later year in high school and thought about how nice her daughter's tits felt when she was 15 and used to invite me over between the hours of 4-8. unless her parents shut shop and came home early.

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so ive been talking to the girl (older chick) i saw for a bit over the summer, we're actually friends again. but she calls me the other night, completely drunk outta her mind, and asks me to come up to boston to stay with her for a weekend. i dont think i can deal with the sorta mindfuck she put me through, even if its just a couple nights. she really tore me a new one on the relationship scale. and yet i do still really like her.

im sorta stuck between a rock and hard place on this one.

jeepster, because of my ideal location in central connecticut, I would be more than willing to do you a huge favor and save you the trip. instead, I will drive up to boston, bone this girl, and then describe it to you later

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it was hard taking her to the airport. seeing her go through the terminal. i couldnt go any further. i worried about how she going to manage in the big city after being away for so long. i wanted someone to take care of her even if not with me. we kept in touch by phone then by text then by email..as time passed,untill we no longer communicated at all.. now i just think about the good times.

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The first girl that ever really fucked with my brain just added me on facebook. I haven't seen her or talked to her since 10th grade, and don't know anything about the last few years of her life except that her brother turned out to be a pothead failure. Also she'll be in Vienna the same time as I in the summer.

What do I write to her?

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i had an argument with my boyfriend about how we don't see each other very often. and then he's like, "i'm gonna go clubbing today. you should come."

uh wtf. ok be there in 6 fucking hours. douchebag.

:|

long distance relationships suck ass.

maybe you don't see each other that often because.. wait for it... you're in a long distance relationship.

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I went to the local Korean food market today and when I saw the owner of the store, I suddenly had this flashback to some later year in high school and thought about how nice her daughter's tits felt when she was 15 and used to invite me over between the hours of 4-8. unless her parents shut shop and came home early.

you are truly a poetic god.

**must rep when i get the chance**

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I went clubbing with this group of kids and this Californian girl who was a few years older than me got turned on by my accent that is a soft mix of Australian and American (no Mel Gibson). I talked about how I make my spaghetti sauce and that was enough to get her home and fucking lord, she had the most painterly breasts I've ever seen in my life.

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paint·er·ly /ˈpeɪntərli/ [peyn-ter-lee]

–adjective

1. of, pertaining to, or characteristic of a painter.

2. Fine Arts. characterized by qualities of color, stroke, or texture perceived as distinctive to the art of painting, esp. the rendering of forms and images in terms of color or tonal relations rather than of contour or line.

????????

what do you mean???? :confused:

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I went out clubbing on a Christmas Eve, the eve of my birthday, and saw two Japanese girls standing at the bar. Really got into one of them standing there with a mink muffler and arranged hair with a little cornrowing, tall boots, then suddenly she disappeared. Go out for my friend's birthday 5 days later a different club on the other side of town, see her, made her mine, and we made it ours over some convenience store green tea. She helped me pick out my shirt and tie for work and I bought her abalone congee for work, then I never heard from her again. :(

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paint·er·ly /ˈpeɪntərli/ [peyn-ter-lee]

–adjective

1. of, pertaining to, or characteristic of a painter.

2. Fine Arts. characterized by qualities of color, stroke, or texture perceived as distinctive to the art of painting, esp. the rendering of forms and images in terms of color or tonal relations rather than of contour or line.

????????

what do you mean???? :confused:

i am from the south.

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