First Entry In Ages

Over the course of just five short years, I've managed to lie to over three dozen women into sleeping with me, by promising them the world. I've recycled lines that I've realized work for me, to get them to be my sexual conquest.

I guess, in a sense I have my mother to blame, she taught me that compliments are the way to a woman's heart. When I was about five years old she told me that a compliment consists of stating kind words to another individual that evoked a kindness from the bottom of your heart. She gave me examples like telling a girl she has pretty blue eyes, or a nice summer dress, or her hair looks especially good today.

So I took those examples and came trotting towards a man that must've been on the brink of death, you know, one foot in the door one foot out. As I, this little fuckin' shmuck decided to approach him, I noticed his eyes, his crystal clear blue sky eyes. This man, who was wheelchair bound and clinging on to dear fuckin' life, and I said to him, 'You have the most beautiful baby blue eyes I have ever seen, they look like water.' He smiled like a clown, having both sides of his lips almost stick to his old floppy ears, like his denchers stick to his mouth every fuckin' morning that he wakes up. My mother was baffaled and couldn't control her laughter from escaping her mouth as she whispered to me, 'He's blind.'

I was so ashamed, I swelled and blushed like a plump tomatoe, and had sweat drip between my lightly visible brows. I felt like a dog that tried to please his commander and poorly proformed the task at hand, only to be forced to put his tail between his legs. From that moment on, I promised myself any compliment I ever shell out to anyone will be specifically catered towards them.

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She said, 'Sorry for betraying you... I want to die.'
I said, 'I don't care. I know what you did, and now, you will not survive, without me.'
'I'm not meant for this world', she said, 'Will you take me back?'
'No.' Now, I fuckin' regret it. I want her so bad.

So I went to my friend, her name is Sam and she gave me advice that I took from her, she said, 'Forget her. Don't let her run your life.' Her wisdom surpassed her age.

But, she didn't know what we had. Yeah, love, it was love. But , I ruined it and fucked it up for the both of us and more. Oh fuck.

Just because we did it again, doesn't mean we are together again, it doesn't make you my girlfriend again... And I know, its harsh. But you did it to me so many fuckin' times and you make me want to cry; and I do. In my room, listening to tunes that we used to listen to together. To songs we swore we'd be together forever... And I know, it's you. And I turn my back and I saw something, something I never thought I'd ever see. I saw you drift out and away from me.

FIN.

2010

2010

That's fuckin' crazy.

So just to recap 2009:
I got shitfaced and ridiculed and mocked my brother verbally and abused him physically.

I went to Atlantic city and won about ten grand and lost it all.

I almost got into a fist fight with a Russian that was fourteen years my senior, who threatened to put me in a wooden box in a basement in Queens.

I got a bum to pull a gun on me on the train.

I lost a girl who was the first person I ever really thought I felt a sincere connection to.

I got a new job.

I got some of the shittiest grades ever in college.

I danced on stage and made a fool out of myself.

I almost had a threesome with a former educator.

I fucked a girl that literally I couldn't believe I got a chance to, but left her once she got fat.

I finished off a bottle of vodka in one night between two friends in my building's staircase.

I got into an car accident with a parked car.

I drove to Queens by myself with a permit.

I got my permit suspended.
I got into a car accident being a passenger.

I stayed at a hotel for the first time with a friend.

I payed for a hotel with another friend.

I spent two days in the Jersey Shore.
I fell in love a past lover.

I fell out of love with a past lover.

I found true love with a girl I believe is perfect for me.

I found true love with the same girl and realized she will never be exclusive with me, for no other reason other than; I have trouble getting it up.

I lived to tell the story.