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Post by prussia on Feb 8, 2012 16:52:54 GMT -5
Old Fritz— How do you know if you’ve fallen in love? I think it finally happened to me. Strange, isn’t it? Especially when I declared to you that I would never fall for anyone when I was little. And you’d just smile at me with that damn cryptic smile. Like I was joking or something. Which I wasn’t. I was a very serious six year old.
Didn’t think it would actually slap me in the face.
The moment I saw her, I knew there was something there…and yes, Fritz, I’ve fallen for a girl. Hard. I can’t stop thinking about her. She’s so beautiful and adorable and sweet. That chest of hers isn’t half bad either. I have no idea if she feels the same way. It’d be awesome if she did, and then we could travel the world together. Or something. Look at me, being all sappy.
It’s so weird, being like this. But I can’t say that I hate it. Maria Julchen Beilschmidt
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Post by prussia on Mar 8, 2012 18:58:32 GMT -5
Old Fritz— It looks like reality has slapped me in the face instead, Fritz. You remember that girl I was talking about? The really cute Ukrainian? Well…she’s disappeared, and I don’t know where she’s gone. She left me a message. And you know what she said?
“I hope you find someone to love you.”
Verdammt, Fritz. I thought…I thought I was going to marry her. Why do none of my relationships go the way I want them too? I was so in love, and here’s my heart thrown back in pieces. Damn.
I’m just going to get drunk so I can forget. Maria Julchen Beilschmidt
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Post by prussia on Mar 30, 2012 15:01:32 GMT -5
Old Fritz— Well, it looks like I have found myself someone new to play around with. And no, Fritz, this is not a serious relationship. Unless it goes in that direction. Which I doubt.
Her name’s Ilsa, and she’s here in Berlin to study for her master’s. And damn the girl’s smart. She wants to be a history teacher for university students. I’ve always loved the teacher types, they’re so adorable. Especially when she wears her glasses. And her ass looks great in those short skirts…
I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I?
I don’t know how long this fling will last between us, but it’s been pretty…fun. I don’t think I love her, at least not as much as I loved KatKat, but I’m sure that this is just a great interim relationship. Of sorts. But Ilsa’s cute, and fun to play with, and it’s just awesome making out in the back corner of a club. And damn can the girl dance. We’re the spotlight of any dance floor when we’re together, and let me tell you, it’s an awesome feeling.
I want to hold onto this for as long as I can. I feel happy again. Even if this might just turn out to be a fling and she’ll move away. But I can’t focus on that now. I love the feeling of her between my arms when we dance together, and her soft skin, and the way she laughs when I tickle her – well fuck, I’m falling in love all over again, aren’t I?
Damn, Fritz. I wish you were here so I could talk to you.
I’ll tell you if this relationship gets any more serious. Because it could very well be. Maria Julchen Beilschmidt
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