And slightly sad, half-mad nevergirl is


just a 25-year-old who still wishes it would rain chocolates one day. No matter how many stilettos she learns to walk in and never mind that she breathes work and smells of stale potential, she’d always be half in love with peter pan and that secret, secret place not-so-little girls go to when they do not want to grow up or compromise their dreams.

    

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forex:

go ahead nev girl

swerver:

back here… oh, catching up on many new [superlative here] entries

ron:

can i join this forum?i notice daghan tga sugbo dinhi..me too

Fat A:

Weee! Been a long time since I’ve had a dose of Chinook

text messaging:

blog hop!

niki:

was here, had fun =)

pau:

? the fs?

pau:

happy birthday

insoy:

hahay… kadugay.

nevergirl:

**to look forward to, drats.

nevergirl:

Salamat, salamat. Twenty-six is someplace scary, but you guys make it seem like something to forward to.

tinay:

weeeeeeee! libre beh :D happy burtdi chinay <3 pls write an erotic essay para nako. haha :P

Siroy:

Happy Birthday, Chin! Hope you got my text today. Anyway, have a blast. Know you are thought about. And loved. :)

tinay:

chinay, congrats sa bulinggit!!!! dayun ang tour? :) ssshhh oo, nagresign ko ;) farewell corporate layp.

pau:

rain:

pa link ko balik maam. pramis d nko mag-usab ug link, hahah :P

tinay:

oi chinay! bueng. ;) adto mo ni faffy mo sa guimaras. when you mentioned about landmark, i remembered this statue sa iloilo na puno ug moss! hahaha.

nevergirl:

Hi tez, welcome!

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A Little Clarification

June 27, 2007

I like girls, I truly do. I like looking at their curves, at the lovely way their necks slope into shoulders seamlessly. I like looking at how full of curves, and angles, and little bumps they are. I frequently wonder how it would feel to run a hand through their lustrous curls, for example, or kiss soft, smooth cheeks. I relish staring at how well they fill out dresses and jeans. But put those pitchforks down, villagers. I am not a lesbian. I like girls; I like them a lot; but I like men more.

I like men. I even like Dr. House. No, that’s not quite right. I am half in love with Dr. House. In the afterlife, I am going to marry Dr. House. I will have the time of my life coming down with all sorts of diseases, preferably the type that lets me look fragile and heartbreakingly beautiful while I listlessly lounge in bed in flimsy silk. He can happily spend his time diagnosing me, and we can limp our way towards a glorious happily-ever-after.

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