Some misfits are simply the cutest things ever. I was just crossing the road today when I spotted what could be called a Misfit. She was a long thin girl with a yellow scarf. On first glimpse, she looked like Hermione Granger as a young kid in the first chapters. But this girl was like 18. She had the scars of an earlier childhood trauma. Somehow, I wish the girl was mine. I would take care of her. Resting my head against her. Stroking her long spaghetti-like hair. And looking upward to the sea of infinity-the sky. I would whisper lovely poems in her ears. I would share my bed with that particular misfit. She was crossing the lights near the catford theatre just after 12.45 today.
French girls are lovely and sexy (and Penny is a beautiful and evident proof...)... I had some french girlfriends and they were all extremely erotic and we had a great sexual intense feeling ... by the way, erotisme in the classic sense was born with the romans, and in the modern sense in France in the XVIII century... maybe this means something
