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[gala_apples]

i danced tonight with the hottest girl. imagine the sexiest girl in the world. now multiply that by about 70 times, and you've got the girl.

holy crap. the amount i wanted to fuck her was amazing.

no, i'm not drunk. i didn't have a single drink. but you know the black eyed peas song, the lyric 'get you love-drunk off my hump?' well, now i completely understand that. just being around her got me totally intoxicated. i can't stop smiling, it's like i'm off my fucking goard.

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[randomposting.livejournal.com]

Did you get her number?

[hpsauce.livejournal.com]

hee...you lucky thing, you.
i wish i were out getting love-drunk with hotx70 girls :(

i hope you got her number/email/etc...because that will make me squee like woah :)

[gala-apples.livejournal.com]

i didn't, neither of us had a cell-phone or a pen. but she said she'd be there the next weekend, ie two days from now. so me and vince are going again, this time with pre-written numbers.

NEARLY A WEEK LATER AND I STILL SMILE WHEN REMEMBERING HER DROP DEAD SEXINESS. *sigh*

*makes sure to use her homosexual icon*

[hpsauce.livejournal.com]

are you using the icon as clarification? as if the whole 'omg,i'm swoony over a girl' wasn't clue enough and now i'm going to have to go 'omg? you're queer?' :D

pre-written numbers is good...especially as, when putting the number into 'the girl's' phone i forgot it twice...oh, the wonders of being drunk and crushy :)

it's cute how love-drunk you are...really adorable
*snuggles*

[gala-apples.livejournal.com]

maybe the icon would be good clarification for my mother, who doesn't seem to understand the massive amount of gay radiating off me. *shrug* she's catholic, what can i do?

it's not even so much that she was INCREDIBLY HOT. though she was. it's that for the first time in a year of going to the bar, someone asked me to dance. and with the amount of touching, it wasn't a pity dance. it was a I FIND YOU ATTRACTIVE dance. fat girls don't get this. in all honesty, since i was about 12 i've always been sure i'll end up alone. it's less of a thinking negatively then a thinking realistically in my book. but she asked me, which means i was found attractive by someone else. even if i never see her again, i still have that, i still have the hope that if it happened once, it can happen again.

i was so love-drunk. seriously, the entire way home i was smiling, and once i got safely into vince's apartment, i started giggling maniacly. he was like 0.0 i was like *tosses self to lay down on couch, grinning*

of course being vince he had to do the vulgar thing. the group of people i went with said they would wait for me outside, when they wanted to go. when i got outside vince was like 'so, you going to eat her out?' the three straight girls and his boyfriend were like >.< i, on the other hand responded with a 'well, you're sucking his cock, aren't you?' to which the girls said 'ewww' and scott was like 'enough of that'. the best thing about vince getting boyfriends and thusly another group of faghags is that none of them are as rude as i am. me and vince and jason have the capability to gross out anyone.

wow, i am so rambling. but if i can't talk to you live, i'll talk to you here.

[hpsauce.livejournal.com]

ah, my mother ignores the gayness radiating off everyone. her current stance is 'i don't care if people are gay...i don't need to know', which i think must be why she more or less dies of happiness whenever i mention a guy is 'cute' and just looks the other way when i watch lesbian cinema and read tipping the velvet and call keira knightly 'hawt'...bless her, though, she bought me a book of pin-ups, so i suppose i can't question her support in my artistic queerity :)

oh darling, don't be drawn into liking someone just because they like you. i do the same thing sometimes, because it's like 'wtf? someone find me attractive, i must spend the rest of my life with this person instead of living as a lonely spinster'...which you won't. no matter how you look, there are people out there who will find you attractive (if we're talking fat girls, look at how everyone in london drools over beth ditto (me included...just a little bit *blushes*) and that isn't just because we like big girls)...

sexiness just isn't a physical trait...since i've gone up a dress size, stopped caring for my eyebrows and missed a hell of a lot of sleep, i seem to be getting more offers...and it's amazing, because if i sit down and think about it...surely being fatter, less well kept and fucking knackered shouldn't be sexy...it's just a state of mind...when i'm happy and not going 'oh fuck, i'm fat, no one will ever love me' people don't notice the bad things...and those that do, well, they can go fuck themselves for all i care :)

i'm sure it will happen again, darling...it can be easy to be disheartened...i get disheartened all the time...although, now, it's not over the 'no one ever finds me attractive' thing it's over the 'lesbian's don't find me attractive' thing...which is slightly worse...because i find myself agreeing to go out with men :o ... but, really, don't be disheartened at all...things will happen...you're not even 19 yet, you have a whole life ahead of you to find a harem of beautiful girls who think you're hot :) and even though it's cliche, it's true...

love-drunk is lovely...i don't get love-drunk often without also being quite drunk-drunk...the night after the boat-party, though, grinning from ear-to-ear despite having a killer hangover...and everything felt nice and good and floaty and it was like 'who cares if i've lost my oyster card and i've got a headache and i look ridiculous going home in fancy dress...i'm just so bloody happy!' :D

ah...sweet innocents who pull faces like >.< when faced with such things...you and vince are so naughty, trying (and succeeding) to gross everyone out. getting a new group of faghags must be fun, though, ruder or not...

and i'll talk to you here too :D