I want to write a quick story: when I was in high school, I had a huge crush on a younger (than me) neighbourhood girl. Tall, fit, cute, shy, with long black hairs girl. Girlfriend material. I remember that I approached her leaving a letter with my number because she and I were in different schools, couple of days later after found out who I am, she rejected me telling me she has a guy and then offering me her friendship that I refused.
For many years, when I was in my town, walking in the street or at the beach, I saw her looking at me, staring at me and I just ignore her, my mind destroyed the image of her, making me forgot her, and she started to be a no-more good looking stranger. I saw her beauty downfall during the years of school, with lefties friends company (you know Che Guevara tshirts, commies simbols, arabesque scarf), smoking pot and cigarettes, alcohol...(I was in some lefties parties and let me tell you some of the girls there were pretty hot with black leggins) while I was an introvert, nice guy and good student with grind friends.
I haven`t seen her from years until yesterday... when I saw the familiar face. I was talking with a friend outside the library where everyday I go for studying.
She was jocking with me, she came out of the store she`s working to take a pause and light a cigarette. She is changed. She is fat, tatooed in every arm with dumb tatoos (no taste about them), smoking cigarettes, short hair…unattractive.
What a pity... I do not understand, How can a girl ruin herself in this way?
Is the bad guy cock that changed her?
What a pity, what a pity fellas.
Cheers from Italy,
The more baggage you remove around yourself the more clearly you can perceive others - Altair