> On May 8, 9:27 am, boson boss gmail.com> wrote:
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>> CoreyWhite wrote:

>>> Well I'm back again, after a crazy adventure just 1 town over. One of
>>> my old buddies called me up from inside the mental hospital and told
>>> me he had met this girl inside. Well actually she called me up & told
>>> me she wanted to meet me. She was getting out that day, and she
>>> called me the next to drive over to the suburbs of Dayton and pick her
>>> up among all the sprawl. She turned out to be 75%% Cherokee, and she
>>> had instant "feelings" for me. Our first date, we went to Ha Ha
>>> Pizza, second date I took her out to get her lip pierced, and she
>>> kissed me. She was told not to kiss me after she got her lips
>>> pierced, so she did it before, and then we were officially "Dating".
>>> I wish I counted the number of times we kissed after that. The last
>>> time anyone kissed me on the lips was when I was 18, and she told me
>>> that's how old she was even though she looked older than me. We made
>>> all sorts of plans, I took her out to see the horses I'm riding, we
>>> were going to go see David Copperfield, she wanted me to move with her
>>> to Indiana. All over the course of 3 days. But then I gave her the
>>> final test. I told her "I love you", and like I always say I really
>>> mean it. That's when she turned into her other self! Next thing I
>>> know she is pressuring me for sex, and demanding $300, and has all of
>>> these crazy ghetto kids all in her buisness. I knew something was
>>> wrong with her from the beginning, because when she came out of the
>>> hospital she had a busted lip, and a black eye, had burns on her arms,
>>> and old scars from where she had cut herself. I offered to give her a
>>> place to stay at my moms, but that's not good enough, she needed the
>>> money to pay rent where she was living. So now I'm not going to see
>>> David Copperfield (Which I never really intended to do), and she has a
>>> bunch of my stuff over at her place where I'm not even going back to.
>>> I knew if I told her I loved her, I would see her true self, because
>>> it works every time. Turns out she didn't care for me from the start
>>> and was lying the whole time. But that's how you have to play the
>>> game. She talks to me like a fucking prosecuting lawyer on the phone
>>> now, and makes up facts, even hanging up on me. I don't know if I
>>> should call the police and report her for being a Ho, or if some of
>>> the guys I snitched out had their girlfriends arrange a sting
>>> operation with Miami Vice...

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>>> What do you all think? I've had a blast anyway. I would rather give
>>> a cherokee a hug & kiss than see David Copperfield any day.. I told
>>> the girl I wasn't going to sleep with her though, unless she really
>>> wanted to marry me. And she told me she did, of course. But that's
>>> not good enough. What I really wanted to do was take her out to a pow
>>> wow, so she could meet some other native american men. But it isn't
>>> my job to save anyone. Endangered human races or not. I'm not even
>>> depressed about it..

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>> Well by the jupiter we enradiate our souls! Welcome back Corey - you
>> must know immediately, go to see Copperfield man! As for the girl,
>> turn her to a video game. Those women protecting societies will
>> advertize your programming talents for free.

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>> :-))

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> I don't have any hard feelings, but I definitely miss her. I hope she
> calls me today, because we just broke up last night. She told me if I
> didn't give her the $300 she would find another man who would, but
> that doesn't mean I don't still love her. I can still feel my
> connection to her, like we bonded and joined together spiritually. I
> am having these intense dreams now, that I remember like I did as a
> kid, and can almost feel her blood pumping inside me. She is a very
> special and powerful woman. Sometimes when I am with her, I just lose
> total control and get sucked into a wind tunnel of bodily ecstatic
> pleasure centers. She doesn't understand me though, and keeps
> characterizing me as if I didn't care for her or wasn't feeling good.
> Even though I'm at my best.