Finlay Crisps

I have lived various journeys, torpidity with ideas. During the summer I walked 6 miles and 12 miles back. Intervals for blow jobs, as well as hiding within her cupboard, until her parents were asleep to . Her parents always disliked me, they agreed she could do better. I thought it was true love but she effortlessly forgot. When finally meeting six months later. Holding hands with a new friend, who had friends that introduced her at university parties. A family meal out, they all said “hello”. I left immediately to be alone, regretting being with a ****. Then outside in the rain we argued about my feelings, There was nothing to say, I had none. We went home together. Her back towards me, being cold. My thoughts when back to you Kate. In the garage, having sex on a fridge. We could not afford condoms but used a crisp packet instead.