mike4949
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When it comes to love I sometimes think I'm my own worst enemy! Heres my story. We go back to 1995. I was on a school field trip in NYC/Manhattan. I was 18 at the time, I and a friend was enjoying listening to some great dance/freestyle music on this new station(which is WKTU). I was all decked out in Tommy Hillfinger. I think it was June. I was sitting in a resturant, me and my friends were talking about girls and getting hooked up. I lloked accross from me and there was this beautiful slim pureto rican girl. She had some nice long hair and beautiful eyes. I was a litttle scared to talk to her, I thought I would get my feelings hurt( I was being a wuss, fearing rejection). My friend kept telling me to go talk to her, shes sitting alone. So after 10 mins I desided to go talk to her, but it was too late, she was gone! From the time I went back to DC I wanted topay my friends to kick my a$$! The waiter told me that I could have had a chance to hook up with the girl I was scared to talk to(who he told me was Cynthia!). So therefore, thats the story of the hook up that I went like a wuss and let pass me by!
Mike🙁
Mike🙁
