These are those that got away AFTER we had sex:
Barryless
The nice pretty boy. We dated intensely as teenagers, I mistook his niceness for being boring. He wasn't boring, he sent me a six page letter stating how much he cared for me, and how much his feelings scared him and how that debilitated his opinion on anything. Barryless agreed with EVERYTHING I said, did, thought, until we broke up. When I see him nowadays, I think what if, but the power balance would never allow it - he still acts like a puppy around me - minus the uncontrollable urine.
Mr ASBO
If ASBOs were around when I was a teenager, he would have had the whole set. He was the ultimate bad boy, but he was a little too wayward for my teenage kicks... I left before his first arrest, imagine if I hadn't - I could have been the Bonnie to his Clyde! Eeek!
Obi Wank
He chased me, then I chased him. We had amazing sex. We just didn't chase each other at the same time. I would say I'm over him and never think of him, but that would be a MASSIVE untruth, there is even a blog dedicated to him, and all the things I should have said, would have done differently and could do...
That said if I had to choose being best friends for those years vs the unknown "what if"... I would go for the solid friendship - at least that was real. Even though we would be fucking great together.
To be continued...

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