Confessions of a smoker

Confessions of a smoker

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Confessions of a smoker "I'm sorry I always smell of smoke," She stared at me with pleading eyes. I couldn't stand to look into those eyes that held so much raw emotion. She was nothing like me but understood me in every way possible, "or that I disappear without a trace in the world." Ruffling my short hair I continued on. "Even how I don't feel anything and couldn't careless about anyone but myself." Pain flashed upon her face, even so I needed to keep going. I can't to this to her anymore. "I can't stand to see you fall deeper and deeper for me everyday. I don't do relationships, I do one night stands and keeping to myself. learn that sweet heart." Im sure she hadn't given up. Actually I'm wrong. I knew she was hundred percent in for it still, that there was no way that the blue eyed beauty would stop loving me. We were perfect for each other. "I love you." "I don't love you."
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I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.

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