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LeLimey
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Men and Women's Diairies
« on: Nov 28th, 2004, 6:53am » |
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GIRL'S DIARY
Sunday 11th May 2003.
Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I went shopping in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a bit late so I thought it might be that. The bar was really crowded and loud so I suggested we go somewhere quieter to talk. He was still very subdued and distracted so I suggested we go somewhere nice to eat.
All through dinner he just didn't seem himself; he hardly laughed, and didn't seem to be paying any attention to me or to what I was saying. I just knew that something was wrong. He dropped me back home and I wondered if he was going to come in; he hesitated, but followed. I asked him again if there was something the matter but he just half shook his head and turned the television on.
After about 10 minutes of silence, I said I was going upstairs to bed. I put my arms around him and told him that I loved him deeply. He just gave a sigh, and a sad sort of smile.
He didn't follow me up, but later he did, and I was surprised when we made love. He still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he was going to leave me, and that he had found someone else. I cried myself to sleep.
BLOKES DIARY
Sunday 11th May 2003.
My football team was relegated today. Gutted. Got a shag though!
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Testy1
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Re: Men and Women's Diairies
« Reply #1 on: Nov 28th, 2004, 8:03am » |
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LeLimey
Great one. If I had one, that is what my diary would be like.
OK, did you hear about the two girls touring Europe on bicycles?
Well, they got lost in one of the older cities like Paris or London.
Girl 1: "We're lost sure as hell. Have you ever come this way before?
Girl 2: No, never. It must be the cobblestones.
Jack.
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