Chapter 11

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From A-Z was my new motto. 

Arianna to Zayna

Aaliyah to Zara

Araceli to Zoila

 One girl for every letter of the alphabet and when I'm done the alphabet always begins again. It's a constant cycle, an everyday need, the need to be loved, accepted, wanted but it was never filling, never enough. It was filling for the hours each lasted but never the days after.

There always remained  constant and unmoving  void in my heart that only a certain smile could fill

A certain laugh but, these features weren't mine to possess any more.

They were HIS!

Each day someone rolls out of bed, sneaking out,sneaking in.

 Taking the walk of shame whether it be me leaving her house, or one of them leaving mine.

This was my life now

One of constant sleeping around, creating pleasurable escapades, some of which dare not be uttered as your ears might be too "virgin" to hear, or your mind too "pure" to imagine.

These nights, with my every need being met by a new girl every month are the best

This life couldn't get any better.

No strings attached and if they start forming I get my big ass scissors and cut em off

I'm done with wallowing in grief, and regret and what if's

She was another's now and that wasn't me

So I went and found myself another

Well quite a  few others.

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.

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Its been a  month and I  was half- way through the alphabet.    

And yes I skipped a few letters.

Can't hate a guy for running towards the good stuff

Maria

Mhm

Mhm

Mhnmmmmmmmmmmmmm

My o my!

Damn! this one was a real beauty.

She was in my AP Bio class.

Let's just say she was a  Triple B

BEAUTY

BOOBS

BUTT

I'm yet to find a quadruple B


Uh..... yes you did

Where?

Phoenix Park? The walls of Noel Blackwood Memorial High?

Oh!

her

Ummmmmmm.. yes . Her.

Let me retreat from my intrapersonal convo.


She wasn't my focus atm.

My eyes and other bodily parts were hot for this chick

Maria was nothing short of a flirt and one who knew how to make a guys eyes roll over in his head, if you follow my gist

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