About Me
- Knockout Blondes
- Two five-ten blondes fighting against the stereotype to find love, success, and a way to pay the rent. *** We're passionate about our seriously stressful careers in the apex of the luxury fashion world. (No, it's not like the Devil Wears Prada- our Devils only wear custom and pay for their anonymity.) *** We're on the search for the elusive 'great' guy (who must be intimidated because we can't find him anywhere). Being 5'10" and blonde is a double-edged sword. Our stories are fucking ridiculous. *** Fortunately and unfortunately for us, we share the same story as millions of women who have been violated: we are determined to make a difference in the lives of women who have seen too much. *** WELCOME TO OUR WORLD.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
London Bridge Fell Down
Well, I called it. London was fading away.
I spent part of last night fighting with him over text. My last text just before I got out of the cab to turn aggression into orgasms with my f-buddy read "what's the point".
London emailed me today and we spent most of the afternoon in this dramatic email exchange, finally settling as friends. We began as friends and mesh the best that way. I told him that I had regrets, which is the worst thing to have. I try to live my life without them and turn the worst of the worst into life lessons. I have yet to find my lesson in this, but maybe I will be able to turn a failed relationship into a lasting friendship? Maybe I just need to listen to my gut instinct and wear a Chastity belt!
*Aries*
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