aim/net lovin

sooo i was having a convo wit a friend today. i asked him what i should blog about. he said, "idk nothingg bout that, write about feelings over thee net".

i laughed at first.
but then realized, that is a perfect topic to blog about.
especially sincee where i'm bloggin is THE NET.

there are those few that will NEVER meet sumone over the net. or ever give sumone thee timee of dayy over the net. but what those few fail to realize is our society is advancing their technology. instead of going to dating services, ppl are signing up for match.com or the infamous, MYSPACE.COM.

before i decidee to fullyy blog about this, i want ppl's opinions about NET LOVIN.
it can do with experiences not only thru these dating sites, myspace, facebook, or blogspot.
but any means of technological communication.

tell me how you feel.
please.
=)

excerpt;

" ...and he said, 'come here baby, i want you to massage me.'

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. I didn't understand.

'Come here baby, I want you to massage me,' he repeated. He took me by the hand and lead me to the master bedroom of my parents apartment. Their apartment. To their bed. He picked me up and layed me down on the bed. He gazed into my eyes and wiped my hair off of my forehead to get them from out of my eyes. He stroked my cheeks a few times before kissing me on my lips.

'Don't worry baby i won't hurt you. This is going to be our little secret. No one will know what a naughty girl you have been.' He said.

I stayed quiet. Quivering in my pajamas. I've never experienced anything like this before. Wait a minute, I'm supposed to be massaging you, i thought. Why am I layed out on the bed? Then he starts unbuttoning his pants, still gazing deeply into my eyes. As if he saw something so pure, so innocent, so attractive. He started towards me, reaching for my pants. I quickly jump up.

'I don't want to massage you anymore,' I said.
'Shut up! If you don't be quiet I'm going to tell everyone what a naughty girl you have been!' He screamed in my face.
'I don't want to massage you anymore. I don't want to massage you anymore.' I repeated it over and over again. Finally, he grabbed me tight pulling my weak and helpless body towards him and covered my mouth. Scared, I consented. "


My life is a story ready to be read. &Nd that is what I intend to do with it. I'm going to pour my heart and soul into a novel that tells the story of one girl's, A REAL GIRL'S struggle with life. Stay tuned for more excerpts;

forbidden;

The rule book says that you are sposed to honor your homies wishess.













thats whyy i havee a forbidden lovee; its hard cos thats the wayy it has to be evn tho you dont want it to be. but because of thee codee, i havee no choicee but to be helpless in this situation. lovee is a war &Nd i'vee lost all thee battles. I'm wonded, in thee hospital bed, someonee savee mee.