*grumble*

[raspberry_lips]

Why is it that fantasy is consistantly better than the real thing?

Actually that is a rehetorical question.... i know the "sincere logic" of it...

but lets think about this....
It isnt like I have even thought about him in a long while, but god was it disappointing....

im gonna go to brazil and become a hardcore lesbian....

Comments

[yoursexpwnsme]

fantasies always live up to your expectations. in comparison sometimes life is just...a disappointment. though i hear the lesbian selection is very nice in brazil.

[spunkybrazilian]

looooooooooooooooool
you are great!!!!
ahahahahahah...
brazilian woman turns me on too

umm.. *tries to look innocent*

[raspberry_lips]

I was talkin about you in around about way darlin *winks*

[groomwearsblack]

Fantasy = that which has yet to be realized, has the Houston Astrodome of your mind to run around in, soar, throb, pulsate, grow, expand, mutate into a thousand nasty little offshoots, held back by nothing and no one.

Reality = boundaries, the limitations of the person you're with, the limitations we impose upon ourselves, so that we don't go "too far", so that we can look in the mirror afterwards and still recognize who we see.

I always did love Texas...

[raspberry_lips]

With this particular love affair... I should have taken the astrodome instead.

Re: I always did love Texas...

[groomwearsblack]

Consider this little ongoing correspondence sort of like.... a Pontiac Silverdome (does it still exist?? I know WrestleMania III was held there...)