Garden Realizations / إدراكات الجنينة
Sudani translation at the end <3 الترجمة السودانية في النهاية I once met this handsome, somewhat short boy. He was very skinny, had a full set of facial hair, a simple smile, and eyes so captivating they made me want to stare at him all day. To be honest, I only agreed to meet him because I was horny at the time. Super horny. The few conversations we had over text weren’t exactly intellectually stimulating, but he was hot. The moment I laid eyes on him, I realized he looked even better in person than in his pictures. We took a walk around a garden his family owned, and I blissfully tuned out the sounds coming from his mouth, patiently waiting for the obligatory pleasantries to pass so I could kiss him. We hooked up. It was amazing. I was no longer struggling to control my urges. Afterward, he asked me to stick around so we could talk some more, and I found myself facing one of the many moral dilemmas that constantly plague my mind. Should I be honest and tell him we have absol...