აიაიაი! ეს რა ვნახე! ეს 7 ვიდეო თქვენ 
ყველა ვიდეოში სავარაუდოდ განგრეულ კაიფშია, გარდა ბოლოსი. ნუ ერთი ორგან იმინნა ცხვირს იფხანს საეჭვოდ…
ბოლო ვიდეოში მაგარი ნაშაა 
Chris Crocker — Girls love their gays!
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ჩემი თანამშრომლის მესიჯი აწკარუნდა ტელეფონზე. როგორც იქნა, მოვახდინე ჩემი პიროვნების კონცენტრირება იმ უჯრედების ერთობლიობაში, რომელსაც თქვენ იცნობთ კოდური სახელწოდებით – Sweet Baby Girl, და თვალის გახელაც მოვახერხე. ძლივს გამოვიტანე აზრი და მივწერე 1-სთვის მოვალ, თავს ვერ ვწევ-თქო.
მაგრამ ვერც 1-სთვის ავწიე თავი. უფრო სწორად კი ავწიე მაგრამ მეგონა ორკილოგრამიანი ჰანტელი მეკიდა კისერზე. სარკეში რო ჩავიხედე ცხვირი სად მქონდა სახეზე, ვერ ვიპოვე და მეთქი დღეს არ გავალ საერთოდ სახლიდან…
გუშინ სამსახურის მერე კოტემ გამომიარა და თავის ნათესავის ქორწილში წამიყვანა. ისე, თვითონ ჩემზე მეტად რჩებოდა ფეხები უკან მაგრამ რას ვიზამდით, პატივი უნდა მიგვეგო ოჯახური საფიხვნოსთვის. კოტემ შარვალ-კოსტუმიც კი ჩაიცვა! I adore him in that outfit. 
ქორწილი დანიშნული იყო ვარკეთილის ერთ-ერთ მივარდნილ რესტორანში.
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ესე იგი აღშფოთებული ვარ.
4 ეპიზოდს ვუყურე და ვსო აღარ გადმოვწერ მეტს…
წინა პოსტში დავწერე, დიდად არ მომეწონა თქო და ახლა კარგად გავაანალიზე რა არ მომეწონა.
შინაარსს გეტყვით მოკლედ. ქალთა სკოლაა სადღაც დასაკარგავში. იქვე ცხოვრობენ, იქვე სწავლობენ.
არცერთ ეპიზოდში არ უხმარით სიტყვა "He". მთელი სერიალი ისეა გაკეთებული რომ მამაკაცების ჭაჭანება არსად არ არის. იდეაშიც კი.
ანუ ამქვეყნად მამაკაცი რომ არსებობს ეგეც კი არ ჩანს.
აი მაგალითად ეს სერიალი რომ ენახათ უცხოპლანეტელებს ვერ დაიჯერებდნენ რომ მამაკაცისნაირი არსება ცხოვრობს დედამიწაზე იმიტომ რომ სერიალში არიან სულ ქალები, მარტო ქალები. ნებისმიერი ასაკის, თმის ფერის ზომაწონის და ჭკუა-გონების ქალები. რომელთაც ”არა იციან მამკაცი რაი არს” 
სასწაულია ასეთი რამე არსად არ მინახავს, გავგიჟდი გადავირიე.
არანაირი LGBT პრობლემები. დასაბამითგან ერთმანეთი უყვართ )))) და სხვანაირად ვერც წარმოუდგენიათ…
არცერთს არ ყავს მშობლები ნეტა კომბოსტოში ხომ არ არიან ნაპოვნები? 
))
მეოთხე ეპიზოდში ერთი ტიპი გამოჩნდა, ცხენზე მჯდომი, მოკლე თმით, ერთ ლამაზ გოგოს შეუყვარდა, my prince-ს ეძახდა და მეთქი ვუალლა ძლივს ბიჭი გაიჩითა და რა ბიჭი? სად ბანაობ, აქტიური ლესბი აღმოჩნდა მოკლე თმით და ბოხი ხმით შეინი გამახსენდა ეგრევე
![[Doremi] Strawberry Panic - 04 (XviD) [DE48A47D].avi_000149941](http://lh5.ggpht.com/marusmari/SNrVf2GjO0I/AAAAAAAAE8c/Xu7pLHMu6h4/s1600-h/%5BDoremi%5D%20Strawberry%20Panic%20-%2004%20%28XviD%29%20%5BDE48A47D%5D.avi_000149941%5B4%5D.jpg)
![[Doremi] Strawberry Panic - 04 (XviD) [DE48A47D].avi_000159325](http://lh3.ggpht.com/marusmari/SNrVhqhaHqI/AAAAAAAAE8k/auS6TGygwD4/s1600-h/%5BDoremi%5D%20Strawberry%20Panic%20-%2004%20%28XviD%29%20%5BDE48A47D%5D.avi_000159325%5B4%5D.jpg)
![[Doremi] Strawberry Panic - 04 (XviD) [DE48A47D].avi_001082207](http://lh4.ggpht.com/marusmari/SNrVk4dqJbI/AAAAAAAAE8s/ixyoSwnJqWs/s1600-h/%5BDoremi%5D%20Strawberry%20Panic%20-%2004%20%28XviD%29%20%5BDE48A47D%5D.avi_001082207%5B2%5D.jpg)
ამ Etoile-მ (სტუდკავშირის თავჯდომარის პონტშია ) სულ გამომაშტერა. სადაც დაიჭერს ამ პატარა გოგოებს, პირველკურსელებს, იქვე კედელზე (ან ხეზე ) აყუდებს და კოცნას უპირებს და სულ რაღაცა უშლის ხელს, ხან ზარმა დარეკა, ხან ვიღაცამ შეაწყვეტინა. გარყვნილი ეგა გათახსირებული!!!
![[Doremi] Strawberry Panic - 02 (XviD) [B48E2FC0].avi_000393893](http://lh3.ggpht.com/marusmari/SNrVoeU799I/AAAAAAAAE80/mR24yWGq3Fs/s1600-h/%5BDoremi%5D%20Strawberry%20Panic%20-%2002%20%28XviD%29%20%5BB48E2FC0%5D.avi_000393893%5B4%5D.jpg)
![[Doremi] Strawberry Panic - 02 (XviD) [B48E2FC0].avi_000953703](http://lh4.ggpht.com/marusmari/SNrVr8ZCHEI/AAAAAAAAE88/lsXVNMP_JsY/s1600-h/%5BDoremi%5D%20Strawberry%20Panic%20-%2002%20%28XviD%29%20%5BB48E2FC0%5D.avi_000953703%5B3%5D.jpg)
L words რო ვუყურებდი იქ გეები და სთრეიტი კაცები მაინც ჩანდნენ, თვალს უხაროდა…
მოკლედ გაგიჟებული ვარ ქალი. ჩემ ქმარს უცხო თვალით ვუყურებ… ბუნების შეცდომა ხომ არ არის მეთქი…
საშიშია.
უნდა წავშალო ეს ოთხი ეპიზოდიც
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რაღაც ახალ L-ანიმეს ვიწერ.
მგონი წავა… მარა რაღაც ისეთი ვერაა მთლად რომ მინდოდა.
პირველ ეპიზოდს ვუყურე.
ვნახოთ… მეორედან იწყება ხოლმე ინტრიგები…
ჩემი გადაღებული სკრინი:
![[Doremi] Strawberry Panic - 01 (XviD) [A9B39EA7].avi_001203703](http://lh3.ggpht.com/marusmari/SNl1COQFOqI/AAAAAAAAE8U/WwQ-bMmwxn4/s1600-h/%5BDoremi%5D%20Strawberry%20Panic%20-%2001%20%28XviD%29%20%5BA9B39EA7%5D.avi_001203703%5B2%5D.jpg)
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I invited Alice to watch movies. I was going to stay home alone on weekend. My parents were taking my sister to some teen festival. Dude, she can’t go alone! hah! It’s stupid.
I rented three new DVDs and invited her. It was Saturday evening. I bought popcorn beforehand and was cooking dinner for two.
I wanted the evening to be just perfect, and I was afraid to exaggerate at the time.
She rang the bell and knocked twice.
I opened. She came in.
“Uuummm! such a smell!!! I like it! what are you cooking?” she went to the kitchen taking off extra clothe… I followed her. Alice looked in my frying pan and turned around. I was looking at her and thought “what about kissing…” but the very next moment I ignored myself and turned off the gas. “Are you hungry?” I asked. She was hungry.
We laid the table and ate chicken. She was talking about her art-studies and about the music she listened recently. I was silent and smiled. Then we moved to the living room.
The movie was funny. Some guy trying to escape prison. He seemed to manage it somehow… I couldn’t…
It is funny, actually, how I try to please her. I don’t even know does she enjoy it? Does she like it?
“Alice, do you like the movie?”
“Nope, it’s stupid, haha!” she said. My goodness! She is crazy!
“OK. watch another one?” I asked hopefully.
“Nope, we could do something… more interesting” She smiled cunning and moved close to me…
If I could look at my own self that moment, I would see it frozen.
“Alice…” I mumbled.
“I know you want it…” and she took off her shirt. Now she was topless. She was AWESOME. “Alice…”
And she put her hand on my cheek and then slowly touched my breast with another hand. She was so near… She was so mine…
That I closed my eyes. It was twenty thousand butterflies into my stomach trying to burst out but couldn’t find the way. She put her arms around me and caressing forced me to lie down on the carpet…
I was feeling her wet lips on my face… She kissed my lips, caressed my breasts and I was feeling her weight on my body… She slowly was taking my shirt off.. She wanted me… Suddenly I feared. It was so fast I couldn’t stop myself from…
“No, Alice, stop!”, she stopped. I couldn’t open my eyes. I was lying on the carpet, half topless, fully ashamed of her, of myself. I was so stupid that I told her to leave…
She said absolutely nothing.
She got dressed and left.
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I am still there, still lying on the carpet, still half topless and thinking.
I am 20 and with nothing but doubts…
How much I suck! 
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I am just like Sappho…
But afraid of Legend ending…
The worst thing is death in this life…
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I went shopping with Alice.
She called me late at night yesterday. I was home alone when she called reading some stupid book. I just thought, “Alice, please call me…” and she called… i was astonished but said nothing. She asked me to go with her in the shopping mall another day. I said OK.
And so went today. She was marvellous. She tried on many different clothes of different styles. She said she was looking for something new. As I assumed, she wanted to change her wardrobe completely. She was asking me to give advices on her looks. I just kept saying, “You are beautiful!” She was freaky, funny, excited and also I think she flirts with me all day long.
I don’t really know whether she likes me or not, whether she likes girls or not… I am not sure about anything.
Damn, I am not sure about Alice!
I meet her at collage every day, then we come home together, I don’t know where she lives though. I’ve never been at her place. She never invited me.
What if she is married or something, with two little kids. No, no, huh.. I think, it’s because she has too small apartment to show me or any other reason like that…
Anyway I’d love to be allowed to kiss her… Yeah… it’s unbearable, unacceptable, intolerable…
What if I approach her right now and make her look in to my eyes… Right now… when she’s trying on a freaky pair of jeans in the dressing-room.
What if I run in and take her in my arms… yeah I should do it.
I am already hearing my footsteps forwarding to the dressing-room and I’m hearing my heart beating. I know I must kiss her. I must kiss her, because I can’t stand it anymore… Meeting her everyday at my collage, at home, in the street, in my dreams… and just talking and acting like we are best friends. I know she will understand me.
I know she knows! She knows how much I want her, how much I like her, how much I am nervous now… when I am gonna kiss her obviously…
I am rushing to the curtains and open them so rudely that I hardly understand myself. And the very next moment I feel punished, because I am seeing her half-naked… I am seeing her big eyes… broadened as never before… I am seeing her hands suddenly crossed on her breast and her face burning red. And I am feeling ashamed of myself.
I am simply looking at her and saying, “I am sorry… I thought you already… OK..” closing the curtains and getting myself out of the shopping mall.
On my way to home I realized, that I left Alice there alone saying no ‘goodbye’ or ‘sorry’. I realized she would call me and ask me what happened and I wouldn’t be able to answer her. She will not understand if the reason was seeing her half-naked by running into the dressing room. And I can’t tell her the truth. Because… Because..
I am such a fool!!!
God, strike a lighting on me, please…
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I think Alice is blind.
How can’t she see that something is going on with me? It’s like big hurricane around me. These feelings are painful…
I don’t know what’s up to her…
When I touch her, she’s trembling and never gets rid of my hands.. And my hands… they… they just try to feel her waist again, her arms again… Just to feel her again…
Alice visited me yesterday. My parents were at work and Jessica at her boyfriend’s I guess.
Alice rang my bell yesterday and I was watching TV at that moment. It was so unexpected, I jumped when the bell rang.
I opened the door and my eyes were opened wider. She said, “Hey”, and laughed.
I said, “Hi”.
And she said, “Can I enter?”
Of course you can, Alice…
You can enter my heart as well…
Then we were watching some music videos on TV, sitting on the sofa. Alice was talking about college, and that day’s concert. I told her that I didn’t like those mad punks and if there was not Alice, it would have been even worse. She was sitting next to me from the left.
She smiled at me and said, “better concerts are yet to come”.
She asked me about Jessica. I said, I didn’t care. Alice got irritated about my words, “She’s your sister after all…”. “Alice, I don’t care…” I said again.
“Why don’t you? Is there anything you care about???” she looked somehow angry. I wanted to calm her.
“Yeah, there are lots of things…” I said.
Alice looked, “for example?”
I started mumbling as always… I searched for the words she would like me to say…
Nothing! Nothing came to my mind.
“I have you”, I said at last.
“huh…” she answered.
Then she lied down and put her head on my knees, with her hands together under her cheek. I froze.
She was acting weird and that was the most beautiful thing about her.
She kissed my left knee and pretended falling asleep. I froze again. It was like something very cold being poured through my backbone… but it was pleasant…
She had brown wavy hair… and lips like velvet cherry…
I couldn’t move. I stared at TV not even seeing who was performing…
I thought we would be sexy together…
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I met Alice in the street near my house. She wore a jeans mini-skirt, red stockings, leather jacket and a tie together. It was weird but…
She was sexy.
Yeah, I felt she was sexy…
We crossed the street. She bought two bottles of Coke and threw one to me. I hardly managed to catch it. I was watching her…
Alice caught my eye and laughed.
We were walking up the street. I said, “so many people outside”, she said, “I am glad you’re with me”.
And we were talking…
I asked, “Alice, what’s your favorite color?”, she answered, “green”.
I hate green. But I think I could stand “Green” for Alice.
It’s almost evening…
Alice is asking, “do you believe in love”, I answer, “no, I don’t”, but I think I’m lying.
And we are talking more…
She’s always laughing at me. Because I often get tongue-tied and start talking nonsense. I get angry. But then I forget about it.
We’re going to night club. I think some punk street musicians are performing today. Alice asked me to go with her. She likes punk music.
I hate punk music.
I late lots of things.
I hate my parents, because they always argue about all the small things.
I hate my little sister. She’s just a popular b*tch in her school. and I hate listening to her boyfriends’ ‘ah’s and ‘oh’s from her room when our parents are away.
I hate studying. No one loves actually…
I hate Boys. Because they suck.
I hate sports, I hate music, I hate arts.
I hate the world.
I don’t know why I hate so many things.
Maybe I am not an interesting person, but if Alice finds me interesting and wants to be my friend, then I believe in myself.
Maybe I could learn playing the guitar to please her… Maybe later…
We’re already there. Seems like many people came today in this club.
Alice goes first. She is going to the one of the guards and screaming some unintelligible words into his ear.
Seems like they understand each other. And I hope we have tickets too.
Everything is OK.
We are in.
It’s not a big hall. It looks like a lair of hamster.
Some scary people are standing on the stage. mmm… it’s not “standing” actually. they scream, roar, play guitars, shake their heads. It’s horrible. It’s not a music I believe.
I am telling Alice, “Is this a satanist ritual or what?”, she’s looking at me and laughing, “no, it’s not. Come here and listen…”
She’s standing with her back to me…
I put my arms around her waist and breath her hair. I try to listen to this horrible music.
She smells like mango…
I start feeling nervous. I never felt this nervous in my life.
Everything goes round. I hardly see those crazy people on the stage.
Alice in my arms…
I hate world…
I care only about Alice…
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When my husband goes to sleep, I am falling in love with a girl…
That girl is neither very smart, nor very beautiful…
I barely know her…
Oh…
I… forgot…
I don’t know her actually…
It’s just a feeling that…
Every move of her is so familiar and predictive, every smile of her is so attractive, every glance of her makes my lips tremble so much, that I sometimes think I have known her all of my lived life…
When I think about her, my eyes get wider than they are, my heart beats faster than it does, my hands shake as if I had a terrible fever…
But in the morning, when my husband wakes up, I go to kitchen and cook some breakfast for the two of us…
It’s not that I don’t feel insatiable love for him,
It’s not that I don’t look at him with thirsty loving eyes,
It’s also not that I don’t want to spend rest of my happy life with him, having children and cooking breakfast every morning for us…
It’s absolutely not that…
I just enjoy falling in love with a girl, who has such a beautiful smile….
I didn’t know her personally.
And I was day-dreaming about the moment, when she would say my name and we’d shake hands for the first time…
But that evening I was standing calm and motionless in the crowd which was in a state of exaltation, doing absolutely nothing to reach her…
And there she comes… With a brilliant smile on her face… with such beautiful sparkling eyes… with such happiness and motion…
And I stand there dumb…
I stand there thunderstruck…
I stand there petrified… and watching her surrounded with bodyguards…
I stand there deaf… hearing only her footsteps as she’s coming through the corridor of people…
And suddenly she jumps over to me and shakes my hand and says: “thank you very much, I love you!”
I take time to think fast – “wtf?”
and the next moment, while the bodyguards are fighting to throw her in the bus, My body’s screaming her name out of myself!!!
and my heart flies away with that bus…
I run…
I run to home breathless and speak fast to make my husband know that I am so happy…
And he takes time to say “wtf?” and continues to play his favorite video game…
It’s not that he doesn’t know how much that means to me…
It’s not that he doesn’t notice how much I am happy…
It’s not that he doesn’t want to scream with jealousy…
It’s just that he doesn’t want to show me these feelings…
And after an hour or two he goes to sleep… and I continue falling in love with a girl who has such a beautiful smile…
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