Friday, January 29, 2016

Loving Isabel

I love Isabel.

I really mean it. I want nothing more than to make her happy, to meet her expectations. She is probably the most perfect woman I have ever known.

Love isn't a thing that I have ever seriously considered, really. It was this mysterious thing some people had that made them get married and have kids. I always loved women, lusted for them, fucked them, wanted to be seen with them, but the idea of falling in love was distant.

I didn't mean to fall in love with Isabel, it has just happened.

It is also the most unusual, weird thing I have ever experienced; loving Isabel I mean.

Why? Because she treats me like total shit.

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