my entire romantic life is like something out of a yari soap opera. in the eyes of most people, i'd prolly be called a slut, but i'm not, i just fall in love very easily. there is one particular girl who stole my heart the moment i met her {on Gaia, she's called myheartisyours}. but both she and i were playing it so close to the chest for so long, that neither of us realized how deeply in love we were until we both had boyfriends.
by this time, everyone knew i was something of a chick-magnet, and lots of my friends' boyfriends didn't really like me, especially hers. or, at least i think.
like myself, my boyfriend is bisexual, and doesn't care what i do with whom, as long as they're close friends of both of us, and i'm safe about it. so, after knowing her for more than two years, i kissed her lips for the first time.
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i know, right? i'd been in and out of relationships with other girls the entire time i'd known her, but always knew i loved her more. every time we'd say goodbye to each other, we'd hug like forever, and maybe kiss {but never full on the lips -- always one kissing the other just at the corner of her lips. -_-" because we're both huge chickens, i guess}.
but, yeah. finally just did it. she was at my house. we'd had fifty bajillion discussions about how we love one another, and want to be more than just friends, but still chickening out from an actual kiss.
she was about to go, standing in a little nook near the heater, and i took her face between my hands, leaned up a bit {she's taller than i am}, and kissed her square on the lips! <3 i'm so proud of me.
i was lucky no one was looking though. my mother, and my two younger brothers were there, who know nothing of my sordid love life!
by this time, everyone knew i was something of a chick-magnet, and lots of my friends' boyfriends didn't really like me, especially hers. or, at least i think.
like myself, my boyfriend is bisexual, and doesn't care what i do with whom, as long as they're close friends of both of us, and i'm safe about it. so, after knowing her for more than two years, i kissed her lips for the first time.
o:
i know, right? i'd been in and out of relationships with other girls the entire time i'd known her, but always knew i loved her more. every time we'd say goodbye to each other, we'd hug like forever, and maybe kiss {but never full on the lips -- always one kissing the other just at the corner of her lips. -_-" because we're both huge chickens, i guess}.
but, yeah. finally just did it. she was at my house. we'd had fifty bajillion discussions about how we love one another, and want to be more than just friends, but still chickening out from an actual kiss.
she was about to go, standing in a little nook near the heater, and i took her face between my hands, leaned up a bit {she's taller than i am}, and kissed her square on the lips! <3 i'm so proud of me.
i was lucky no one was looking though. my mother, and my two younger brothers were there, who know nothing of my sordid love life!
