The Nerd✓ (BWWM)

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What do you want to be when you grow up?

Ambition, aspiration, dreams and goals

A goal is usually compilation of a small active, like brushing your teeth or getting up to run around the block to loss that fifty pound so you can fit in that one outfit. That what I think it is at least.

Well all aspire to be something, especially at a young age. I can vet good money that you wanted to work under the government, common jobs like doctor, teacher, police. Etc with the intention of making a change. But!! The older you get the more your priority as shifted

One minute your planning your adventures future. The second you trying to figure out how your going to find food for the week because the bill is overdue and you under minimum wage pay check can barely cover half of it. Then comes the brightest idea of prostitution or stripping for fast dollars. You get I'm going right?

That leads me to my final though. It's better to sleep in your fascinating reality than face the fear of living in this one.

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"Fuck Danny, your so warm." She whimpered tiredly before cuddling deeper within my side then yearned loudly.

Eyes fluttering closed as she mumbles softly before drifting off to sleep

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It's been exactly three weeks. Three long agonizing, torturous depressing anxious and miserable weak. I have never been so ill minded of the things I've experienced within these three weeks, I've been interrogated jumped and was at at my last thread of patience.

Ever since I came home that evening and told my mother that I've met someone -I have yet to go into detail about who that person was to her- every second I stumble upon her presence lurking in every corner and crevice of the house just lay waiting on for the opportunity to get information about who this person was. I completely understand where she is coming from because I have never mentioned anyone to her ever since I've graduated kindergarten.
It must be beyond intriguing to her to know that her dark mysterious lonely son have met someone? If I were here I would be pleasantly surprised! This is a turn of events. History is being made but I still Have nots gathered enough courage to actually eilabrate on the person I've met.

Within the three weeks I've been experimenting doing research and intense thinking. I've been doing constant research on the feelings I've been having, I've even took it that far to book a therapist to help me figure out where I've developed these feelings from and I've been going to this therapist for the last week and to be honest I have not seen any results I know it's just the beginning but I've I've expected with high hopes that I will at least receive some type of Awakening by now to my current situations. So with a healthy and clear mind I've cut the therapist off she was no used to me and to be frank it was way too expensive to be wasting money and not getting results I could have booked a trip to the Bahamas with that money and took my chocolate chip with me, she would be pleased.

Among other things for the past 3 weeks she has been prancing around with that kid but for some strange reason she has been taking the bus every morning and every afternoon around the same time I have. I know she's attracted to me it's no secret but if she is attracted to me then why is she wasting her time with that kid? It's infuriating every morning I smell the sweet scent of her apple cinnamon perfume that I've learned she practically doses herself with and carry around in that small pouch of hers, but in the evening the intoxicated smell that I'm so accommodated with is mixed and plaged by the kids cheap cologne to say I hate it would be understatement it irritate me beyond comparison.