Whatsup bro,
I will send the pics as soon as I get them to my usb, i forgot, and I do not have internet at home. They are coming soon thats for sure.
Remember that Bulgarian chick I told you, things went real well, i even wrote her a song and she loved it:) I think I told you how we met. doesn't matter though, it's a sweet memory, can share it again to u. I met her at the Central park at Munich. And oh man! she was just a stunner, cum on, dare u laugh. Her deep blue eyes and soft long hair really caught my eyes. It was awesome man. I had to talk to her and I asked for a lighter. She didn't have one and that bothered me the least :P
I sat on the dark green bench and slowly talking to her in general on random topics, u know, weather, tennis blah blah . . . just to get the ball going. Then she was late for her dinner and we parted for that evening, but not without the promise to meet again next week. And, guess what !!! I was there for the next three weeks on a row and she wasn't there. I know you are laughing, don't u worry, I'll have my share of laughter soon. Anyway, I wanted to give it a last try and went to the Spatenhof Pub last Sunday. And she was there, smiling and chatting in low heavenly voice. Oh Jesus, I felt so damn lucky that I wanted to buy a costly lottery ticket. I could have got a helluva lotta money man ! Then our eyes met. I smiled, offered her a small vodka and we started talking. And oh my god, it was the most enjoyable evenings (apart from the small beer parties in your apartment) I had ever. We talked, laughed for a long time. And then we had dinner, a small low-budget dinner. But I wish I could have that again. We cherished every moment of it.
And then it is Germany, they close the bars at 12:00 sharp :( And you know what German 12:00 means. I wanted to stay more and spend the whole night chatting. But no way, it was already snowing, and also she had to get back. I hated that moment. Both of us standing in front of the bar. the bartenders are cleaning the tables. We could feel the rattling sound of glasses, drizzling wind, and us standing there scratching our brain for the very smoothing last words. Oh man ! I felt so very helpless, I lowered my head as slowly as I could and kissed her softly. She was so tender, so weak, you know, almost trembling with the snowing and the strong wind. I couldn't find any word to leave with her, and by then I knew I'd never had one and all I wanted is to kiss her again for the last time. But she looked so flimsy and feeble, I didn't want to hurt her either. So I just hugged her and bid her goodbye.
And later when I went to my cozy little bed, I had a feeling I actually hit the jackpot that day, yeah man I felt really glad.
I'll send the pics soon,
later bro
From me : Sorry mate !!! If you are reading this, you must be cursing me like a Seventeenth Century sailor :D But I couldn't help posting ur letter here. Also thank me that I removed ur name. Btw I never felt that u r speechless.
I will send the pics as soon as I get them to my usb, i forgot, and I do not have internet at home. They are coming soon thats for sure.
Remember that Bulgarian chick I told you, things went real well, i even wrote her a song and she loved it:) I think I told you how we met. doesn't matter though, it's a sweet memory, can share it again to u. I met her at the Central park at Munich. And oh man! she was just a stunner, cum on, dare u laugh. Her deep blue eyes and soft long hair really caught my eyes. It was awesome man. I had to talk to her and I asked for a lighter. She didn't have one and that bothered me the least :P
I sat on the dark green bench and slowly talking to her in general on random topics, u know, weather, tennis blah blah . . . just to get the ball going. Then she was late for her dinner and we parted for that evening, but not without the promise to meet again next week. And, guess what !!! I was there for the next three weeks on a row and she wasn't there. I know you are laughing, don't u worry, I'll have my share of laughter soon. Anyway, I wanted to give it a last try and went to the Spatenhof Pub last Sunday. And she was there, smiling and chatting in low heavenly voice. Oh Jesus, I felt so damn lucky that I wanted to buy a costly lottery ticket. I could have got a helluva lotta money man ! Then our eyes met. I smiled, offered her a small vodka and we started talking. And oh my god, it was the most enjoyable evenings (apart from the small beer parties in your apartment) I had ever. We talked, laughed for a long time. And then we had dinner, a small low-budget dinner. But I wish I could have that again. We cherished every moment of it.
And then it is Germany, they close the bars at 12:00 sharp :( And you know what German 12:00 means. I wanted to stay more and spend the whole night chatting. But no way, it was already snowing, and also she had to get back. I hated that moment. Both of us standing in front of the bar. the bartenders are cleaning the tables. We could feel the rattling sound of glasses, drizzling wind, and us standing there scratching our brain for the very smoothing last words. Oh man ! I felt so very helpless, I lowered my head as slowly as I could and kissed her softly. She was so tender, so weak, you know, almost trembling with the snowing and the strong wind. I couldn't find any word to leave with her, and by then I knew I'd never had one and all I wanted is to kiss her again for the last time. But she looked so flimsy and feeble, I didn't want to hurt her either. So I just hugged her and bid her goodbye.
And later when I went to my cozy little bed, I had a feeling I actually hit the jackpot that day, yeah man I felt really glad.
I'll send the pics soon,
later bro
From me : Sorry mate !!! If you are reading this, you must be cursing me like a Seventeenth Century sailor :D But I couldn't help posting ur letter here. Also thank me that I removed ur name. Btw I never felt that u r speechless.
