“The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part III

Through The Mirror

Previosly: “The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part I, “The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part II

The important stages. So first kiss. First I love you. First time.

First time.

Omg how vague we are. What an insurmountable taboo. “First time”. The first time of what ???? Who do the dishes? What did you read a book?
No.

The first time you have sex.
Sex. I said it. And I wasn’t thunderstruck!

Everyone in nature does it, so why all this fear of naming it? It’s not Voldemort!

However, my first time was not with The footballer. Throughout the chaos, sex has never been consumed.

How it happened that didn’t happen I have no idea!

The Shy.

Before him I had been dating only guys of a certain type, of the assholes type, so to speak. One way or another…

View original post 276 altre parole

“The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part II

Double doubts

Through The Mirror

Previosly:“The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part I

The important stages. So first kiss. First I love you. First time.

The first I love you.

I want to emphasize that I am not telling certain brawls!

If anything, if I really must, I do it in writing. Oh god I will be alien eh, but the sound of those words makes me a mega extreme allergic attack effect that even if I pass through a tunnel among trees in full bloom.

It has always been like this, while my friends were telling it to everyone, nevertheless of whether to their partner or the Hollywood star of the moment, I have always chosen to say it in other ways.

And this is the only point on which I’m glad I’m not English because otherwise I would have been fucked!

But a couple of times it has…

View original post 288 altre parole

“The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part I

Doubts

Through The Mirror

Today I saw Cappellino Viola – I know, what a stupid name! But the first time I met his green eyes he was wearing this senseless purple hat and not knowing the name, class, age … he got this nickname.

I haven’t seen him for so many years that I didn’t identify him for a moment.

He was leaning against the door of the car, doing gas, talking impatiently to the phone. I sit two cars behind. He didn’t see me.

I do, and I thought that it’s always nice to see your First Love again.

No?

But is he?

A Hamletic doubt has sneaked into me for days, it was certainly the first colossal crush in high school (at the time the Nameless was still just a friend – and yes, we had nicknames for everyone like in the bookstores of b series), I crossed he in the passages…

View original post 601 altre parole

“The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part II

Previosly:“The First Love is never forgotten… ( but which?)” – part I The important stages. So first kiss. First I love you. First time. The first I love you.   I want to emphasize that I am not telling certain brawls! If anything, if I really must, I do it in writing. Oh god I …