age: 22 (Feb 05, 1990)
MEMBER SINCE: April 2009
occupation: USMC
heroes: Bruce Wayne
into: Music, challenges, sushi, and anything new.
makes me sad: Working weekends, working late.
makes me happy: Long weekends and getting off work early.
gets me hot: I'm a sucker for kisses on the neck and the ear...
i lost my virginity: and took someone's at the same time. It was probably the best way. We've both moved on, but we'll never forget it.
BLOGS
After a weekend at the beach, I'm back. I don't want to go to work. I'll spend all next week learning to drive a Humvee. Work sucks.
The weekend was interesting. I'm a little disappointed in myself. I went with someone I hate and had to share a hotel with him. It was a friend of a friend. He wears all black, long sleeves and long dress pants. We're in fucking Hawaii. Between that, his glasses, and the nerdy air about him, he's a walking cockblock. Not good for a guy's weekend out. I wondered why I hated him so much. Meanwhile, here I am, taking this pill and that one because they'll make me bigger and stronger or leaner, shopping for Affliction or Armani. That's when I realized, I hated him because I was jealous that he seems totally comfortable in his own skin, even though he is the farthest thing from what others would call good looking. I'm trying so hard to cram me into this cookie-cutter shape of what everyone says looks good, and he defies all of that. I think that's why I'm so attracted to SG. It's not your everyday version of beauty, but it's just as asthetically pleasing as those skinny, blonde bitches with spray-on tans. In fact, I'd argue that it's more attractive, not only for the creativity involved with the ink, but how it defies the norm. I noticed this weekend how drawn I was to women with tattoos. This site is getting to me, I guess. I just hope that now that I see what I'm doing, it won't take complete hold of me. I'm already a lustful monster because I'm expected to be. I'm starting to act and dress the part, too. My roommates make fun of me for getting on here and writing like I do. I shouldn't let it get to me, but I do. They've just started, so I guess this'll be it for now. Never a complete thought...
The weekend was interesting. I'm a little disappointed in myself. I went with someone I hate and had to share a hotel with him. It was a friend of a friend. He wears all black, long sleeves and long dress pants. We're in fucking Hawaii. Between that, his glasses, and the nerdy air about him, he's a walking cockblock. Not good for a guy's weekend out. I wondered why I hated him so much. Meanwhile, here I am, taking this pill and that one because they'll make me bigger and stronger or leaner, shopping for Affliction or Armani. That's when I realized, I hated him because I was jealous that he seems totally comfortable in his own skin, even though he is the farthest thing from what others would call good looking. I'm trying so hard to cram me into this cookie-cutter shape of what everyone says looks good, and he defies all of that. I think that's why I'm so attracted to SG. It's not your everyday version of beauty, but it's just as asthetically pleasing as those skinny, blonde bitches with spray-on tans. In fact, I'd argue that it's more attractive, not only for the creativity involved with the ink, but how it defies the norm. I noticed this weekend how drawn I was to women with tattoos. This site is getting to me, I guess. I just hope that now that I see what I'm doing, it won't take complete hold of me. I'm already a lustful monster because I'm expected to be. I'm starting to act and dress the part, too. My roommates make fun of me for getting on here and writing like I do. I shouldn't let it get to me, but I do. They've just started, so I guess this'll be it for now. Never a complete thought...
AUGUST 2011
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