sofuckingseriousyoubetternotjokeaboutit

It was magical the first time I saw you.  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  I still don’t know if perfection in such a form can exist.  Sure, you were older than me, but who wasn’t when I was 14? That didn’t matter. I was excited. You were always ready to take me somewhere new.  You were the epitome of beauty and sex. I will always remember my time with you fondly, with a twinge of remorse, and a longing for simpler times.  Continue reading →