Where is your first love...?

[whitelotus]

was the girl in the car, or are you talking about the car ? lol

anyway, my first love and i couldnt be together for personal family reasons, so he is back to his usual life schedule, he works works , comes home, feels alone, goes to sleep to forget and numb himself from everything, then the schedule repeat the next day. I hope he finds someone to love, but at the same time, thinking of him loving someone else makes me hurt a great deal

:<
le sigh

[felizitation]

My first and only love:
I killed her, car accident.

[loseyourname]

Originally posted by Anonymouse Well, I'm sure if you had dropped an anvil on her head, your story would have been two lines and we would know where your first love is.

She's still around. I see her every now and then. What about you, my good mouse? Where is your first love?

[PASAMONSTER]

loseyourname

i think the same way as you do, better to have and lost, then sut there thinking about what if...


and I have to make jokes about my baby's (guns) because my love stories are sad and long, I don't wish to open old wounds for there are so many I will bleed to death.

[Anonymouse]

Originally posted by loseyourname Jarhead, you're xxxxing hilarious - sincerely.

My first love was my highschool sweetheart. She wasn't my first date or anything, but she was the first girl I ever considered a girlfriend: my first meaningful kiss, my first sexual partner. We spent way too much time together the way young lovers tend to do. We snuck around at night into and out of each other's houses, and dreamed of the day when we could just spend the night together in peace (Wouldn't It Be Nice became our song). We were both very idealistic, naive people, and basically felt like being in love would be enough to conquer any obstacle.

Now, I was already accepted to and had decided to attend a college in North Carolina, whereas she had been offered a full scholarship to Scripps, and had her mind set on going there. Well, she changed her mind, and kept it a huge secret from everyone. It just so happened that a school right down the highway from mine had the latest application deadline of any school in the nation. We took it as a good omen and ran with it. She simply listed my home address as her mailing address and her actual address as the permanent one. For whatever reason, the school mailed her acceptance package to her permanent address, and her mother, being a mother, opened it and flipped.

She did try to keep her from seeing me, but it eventually became more than clear that that wasn't going to work, and that neither of us was going to be stopped. So eventually we obtained the relunctant blessings of both of our parents and flew off to be together in the Blue Ridges.

It wasn't exactly what we expected it to be. She is a very jealous and possessive girl, and I'm an extremely flirtatious guy. She didn't handle particularly well the fact that I was at a school living with strange girls she didn't know and she could only see me on weekends.

Anyway, I'll finish this up later.

Well, I'm sure if you had dropped an anvil on her head, your story would have been two lines and we would know where your first love is.

[spiral]

Good Attitude

[loseyourname]

I'm 23. I try not to miss out on any opportunities. I'd rather regret what I have done than regret what I haven't.

[spiral]

LOOL

Dude, how old are you?

I've already read like five epic love stories of yours.

Between that and the forum, I don't know how you find time for anything.

[loseyourname]

Jarhead, you're xxxxing hilarious - sincerely.

My first love was my highschool sweetheart. She wasn't my first date or anything, but she was the first girl I ever considered a girlfriend: my first meaningful kiss, my first sexual partner. We spent way too much time together the way young lovers tend to do. We snuck around at night into and out of each other's houses, and dreamed of the day when we could just spend the night together in peace (Wouldn't It Be Nice became our song). We were both very idealistic, naive people, and basically felt like being in love would be enough to conquer any obstacle.

Now, I was already accepted to and had decided to attend a college in North Carolina, whereas she had been offered a full scholarship to Scripps, and had her mind set on going there. Well, she changed her mind, and kept it a huge secret from everyone. It just so happened that a school right down the highway from mine had the latest application deadline of any school in the nation. We took it as a good omen and ran with it. She simply listed my home address as her mailing address and her actual address as the permanent one. For whatever reason, the school mailed her acceptance package to her permanent address, and her mother, being a mother, opened it and flipped.

She did try to keep her from seeing me, but it eventually became more than clear that that wasn't going to work, and that neither of us was going to be stopped. So eventually we obtained the relunctant blessings of both of our parents and flew off to be together in the Blue Ridges.

It wasn't exactly what we expected it to be. She is a very jealous and possessive girl, and I'm an extremely flirtatious guy. She didn't handle particularly well the fact that I was at a school living with strange girls she didn't know and she could only see me on weekends.

Anyway, I'll finish this up later.

[PASAMONSTER]

my first love is right beside me.

just like the first day i held her in my hand, released the magazine catch, pulled the slide back, and stared in amazement at that big beautiful .50 cal opening.