I was up 'til 6:30 this morning. It was worth it.
I think.
I hope that if I ever find a guy who puts out as much as I'd like him to I don't get bored of sex. That would suck. I suppose I'll never get bored of oral, though. Attention all guys who don't like to give oral: you are stupid.
I need another job to support my rockstar lifestyle. It doesn't have to be very much of a job, just a few hours a week in addition to what I already do so I can buy more booze and hookers and not starve... though I'm not sure losing a couple pounds would be a bad thing. At least my pants would fit again.
A while ago I was asked for advice by a friend of mine, which I gladly gave, knowing what would happen if this person took my advice, or at least having a really good idea. I told them what I thought would be best for them, honestly, putting my self interests aside. Actually, that's not entirely true. The advice I gave was partially selfish, but I was in denial about my feelings and didn't really know what I was doing at the time. Looking back, though, I still believe what I told them was the right thing. I can see everything (within reason) that's happened since then, and I have gained no knowledge that would change my advice, even though my reasons for giving it would be different. I might not know if what I said was wrong for another 10 years, or I might know in 10 days. Heck, I might never know. Because I am selfish, I hope for 10 days, but because they're my friend, I hope for never.
And now comes the part where I have to deal with myself.
I think.
I hope that if I ever find a guy who puts out as much as I'd like him to I don't get bored of sex. That would suck. I suppose I'll never get bored of oral, though. Attention all guys who don't like to give oral: you are stupid.
I need another job to support my rockstar lifestyle. It doesn't have to be very much of a job, just a few hours a week in addition to what I already do so I can buy more booze and hookers and not starve... though I'm not sure losing a couple pounds would be a bad thing. At least my pants would fit again.
A while ago I was asked for advice by a friend of mine, which I gladly gave, knowing what would happen if this person took my advice, or at least having a really good idea. I told them what I thought would be best for them, honestly, putting my self interests aside. Actually, that's not entirely true. The advice I gave was partially selfish, but I was in denial about my feelings and didn't really know what I was doing at the time. Looking back, though, I still believe what I told them was the right thing. I can see everything (within reason) that's happened since then, and I have gained no knowledge that would change my advice, even though my reasons for giving it would be different. I might not know if what I said was wrong for another 10 years, or I might know in 10 days. Heck, I might never know. Because I am selfish, I hope for 10 days, but because they're my friend, I hope for never.
And now comes the part where I have to deal with myself.
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