S came last night.
After the first time we met we just talked about chilling while watching a movie, cuddling a bit and maybe sleeping overnight. So we did.
But afterwards we got into heavy petting. I guess i just let myself go. No regrets. For a moment i almost laughed a bit when listening her expelling some unfathomable quebecois interjections as she enjoyed what we were doing. Way to learn some french !
We woke up at around 9 AM and went again at it for a while. At around midday it was time to go grabbing something for lunch. I was lazy, i would’ve stayed but anyway, off we went to a buffet in Chinatown, after we found one of her missing socks that was hanging off a roof fixture. Don’t ask.
Cold air thru my spiky hair, little smile on my face. No falling snow but 0° C and some wind. Couldn’t care less as I only took a polar jacket and a t-shirt. Fuck the weather, Fuck the weather !
After a copious meal, got sleepy and came back to my Bude. Life is not perfect, but sometimes it throws some perfect moments to you.
But now I know I’m not into her.
So you’ll undertand the lyrics of this video.
This is a perfect night for going into a goth club. Dark. Unreal. Flooded with rough sounds and deep bass all around. I just gotta find where.
F just called. Too tired to do anything. We’ll talk later. Maybe I’ll go see her.