There was this girl.There’s this girl that you see laughing and cracking jokes with her friends at the pub. Her friends are always there, sharing their joys and their stories – the latest gossips in their office. Who’s fucking with the boss? Who’s getting screwed for the failure of the last project? She’s laughing along, ordering the next round of Jaeger shots, and sharing her own stories too. “How does one become a philosopher? I think I am born in the wrong era.” “Yes, you can definitely be one. You ask way too many questions for your own good.”There was this girl. by nosugarjustanger
There was this girl that you fell in love with. Maybe she smiled and talked to you, but she obviously fancied you. At least you thought that she showed you the signs that she liked you. She asked if you’d like to join her for a couple of drinks after she finished her shift. You had a margarita, and she had an Asahi. You told her about how you dislike a woman with a tattoo or smokes. She lit up her first
For you, I'll forget the past.For you, I’ll forget the past.For you, I'll forget the past. by nosugarjustanger
From the first moment we texted, I knew you were different. You seemed kind and genuine. Exchanging answers to superficial questions, which led to deeper questions like, “So what is your biggest dream?”
“It is far-fetched now, but I want to open up my own bar, by the beach, somewhere underdeveloped, with proper music – no reggae, no Bob Marley,” I said.
“I want to do the same too – but with electronic music.”
“Looks like we might become business partners one day. That’s a new level to being friendzoned.”
“Oh, I don’t think we’d need to worry about that.”
I left my friends who were partying at Tantric and grabbed a taxi to Clarke Quay. Seven drinks later, I felt like I could do anything – including meeting you for the first time. You were out at one of the many bars in CQ, with our mutual friend who intro
Things that I know about sex and intimacyThings that I know about sex and intimacyThings that I know about sex and intimacy by nosugarjustanger
1. When a person takes you home after a good date (1st, 2nd, 3rd, and so on), and you want to feel how it is like to be closer to him physically, do it. It can be a one-night stand, it could be the beginning of something new, it could be anything – you decide and you define the nature of the sex. No one else.
2. When a man kisses you before he moves on to initiate sex, kiss him back. If he sucks at kissing (or rather, both of you lack that certain chemistry), it is not too late to back out. Yes, you may give in and enjoy the lifeless joy of having sympathy sex, but always remember – it is your choice. It is not his fault for trying his luck. It is your fault for letting it be. Take charge of your actions – stop playing the blame game.
3. Protection – insist on it. If he knocks you up, it is nobody’s fault – it is both your responsibilities, not just his or yours. Whether you decide to keep th
HappyI bet you’re really happy.Happy by nosugarjustanger
I grew up
Around people who tell me
That life is unfair
And marriage is work
And kids take their youth away
Why would I want that kind of life?
Am I supposed to be envious that you have that kind of life that I really want to run away from? Working day and night, only to make ends meet and then blaming it all on the kids?
I see you looking at me with those watchful eyes. Yes, I love eating in restaurants and travelling around the world. Yes, I have sex. Yes, I am not dating anyone per se. You’re much more superior than I am, in your eyes. Because you’re married. Because you have kids. Because you have a husband who loves you so much, he comes back home late almost every night and you have no idea what he is up to.
That is love, right? It takes a lot of trust, doesn’t it?
I bet you’re really happy.
My hope for 2013I want to mean something big in someone's world. Not too big that it consumes their whole life, but not little that they don't know my real name. Somewhere in between swallowing me whole and having a love bite, would be nice.My hope for 2013 by nosugarjustanger
I remember seeing you, for the first time in my life while I was standing at the club where I was working as a door bitch. Your eyes caught mine and instantly, I knew there was something. Who knew that you would be the first one to teach me about love and how much I was willing to do for love? But of course, you'd break my heart – but not immediately. It took you over a year to finally push me off that cliff.
And then I remember you, so innocent and pure, looking for beer and I was your Girl. I thought that you looked immaculate – almost divine. You're no Adonis, but one look at you and I know that you've not experienced the pain of heartbreak. To me, that's beautiful. With you, I thought I could start over again, be brand new, and be myself again without the bagg