Our Story

It’s no secret I’m hopelessly in love with a beautiful woman and that’s up in the air right now I’ve been trying to write this forever and after six complete restarts I finally got it down. Mostly been trying to write it for her and partly me but most importantly her.

I hope when rehab is done in the next tiny while that i don’t have live without her. I am fully committed to being sober myself, which has made mostly as far as the inter-webs is concerned slightly less entertaining posts because I am not fucked off my ass all the time. so here it is our story

July 7th of 2015 was when I met you, I was homeless then. I remember that day well. I was at the usual spot getting my buzz on. Sitting in a circle with my friends, she walked up to me. I remember her asking for help with the wifi, which she later admitted was just a ploy to talk to me. I’m glad she made that ploy at the time I just generally enjoyed being helpful.
We took off from there and grabbed a case of beer and started walking by the inner harbor. She grabbed onto my arm and would not let go when we stopped at the second bench I remember she told me part of her story that lead her to sitting on that bench with me. The next thing I knew there I was making out with her, it was like a couple of kids on a date.
From there we went off for more adventure at the beach. We talked a lot more and I gave her my email address. The emotional connection we made that night was something special I remember after we got back into town it was 1 in the morning so we found her a cab. I kissed her good night. I remember it was shortly after that I figured out I lost my keys at the beach. Lucky for me i knew a guy with a flash light. I went back found my keys and went home with the inability to stop thinking about Her(something I still have trouble with).
I got a email the next day thanking me for a great night, Just as i was thinking about looking her up. That was the beginning of all this. Over the next month we emailed and talked almost daily we had a lot of fun.

Over the next while I got to know her really well thanks to all those deep afternoon conversations in bed. I fell in love with her, over this time she had become my everything. I enjoy spending time with her and her kids showing them a nicer side of life they didn’t know before me.
That is basically the story of how i fell in love, why I’m sitting hear waiting for a woman I don’t know is going to be back. Why the next while it’s crucial I maintain a cool head regardless of the outcome.



Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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