my side of the story;

so.. i was standing at my booth, trying to sell some of those CDs i worked a long night putting together.. then she came.. i got a vibe .. from her smell, and her teeth.. i wanted to sell those CDs so bad, but she wasn’t easy.. i had to convince her why she had to buy them.. although she had one in her left hand; i knew she wanted.. it was the techno CD… it had a mix of old and new songs.. anyways.. she started talking.. with so much hand gesture.. and it was as though she was trying to prove something.. i didn’t know what it was..she talked and commented alot.. as she did i got involved with her choice of words.. and i don’t know why it felt as though i had to defend myself from them.. kept pushing them back, trying to prove a point..

she talked more..

and more..

and it was nice..

she left..

and then came back to get that cd..

then

she

gave

me

her

business card..

and that was the last time i saw her.. or heard of her..

she sometimes crossed my mind.. i wondered where she was..

 

then i found her..

online… 🙂

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3 responses to “my side of the story;

  1. psychoorigin

    7elu this side b3d.xx

  2. aestheticsoul

    a friend.

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