Ever want to know all the dirty little secrets (even the *dirty* ones) about me?
Here you go.
*The following is NOT a "happy" entry, and contains strong language, and content which some/all may find offensive. Reader discression is advised.*
I am growing impatient. I'm about to pull a real dick move. Maybe it'll pay off, and maybe I'll get told to fuck off. Either way I just don't care. Some people I get sick of dealing with. I'm generally pretty straightforward. Why does it seem like the rest of the world has to play games and try to make everyone think they're something they're not?
Case in point:
I meet a girl at a bar. She initiates flirting, I flirt back, things are cool. She's leaving town in a few days but wants to see me again before she leaves. Cool.
My thoughts: She initiated flirting, wants to see me again, leaves town in a few days... she wants some cock before she leaves town. Well, coincidentally, I want some pussy. Perfect short termer right?
Wrong. She's one of these girls that has the "I'm not really comfortable thinking I'm a whore" protocols built into her head. Shut the fuck up. You want dick, there's no shame in that. I want pussy, there's no shame in that. As long as we're consenting adults seeking the same end I really don't see why you have to torture me through these dates when there's no reason for it. Not that you're not fun to be around and all, but when you're just leaving in a couple days what the fuck do we have to know about each other?
Maybe I'm a little irrational, but I could have more than likely fucked someone else days ago if I hadn't been "hanging out" with this girl. Or I could have been fucking her. Either way, I wouldn't complain. Just don't waste my fucking time being lame please. Fuck me or go away. That's the conclusion I've come to on this one. Maybe I'm a complete fuckhead for thinking this way, but it wouldn't be the first time I've been accused of being a fuckhead.
So, anyone think less of me yet?
edited for typo
Here you go.
*The following is NOT a "happy" entry, and contains strong language, and content which some/all may find offensive. Reader discression is advised.*
I am growing impatient. I'm about to pull a real dick move. Maybe it'll pay off, and maybe I'll get told to fuck off. Either way I just don't care. Some people I get sick of dealing with. I'm generally pretty straightforward. Why does it seem like the rest of the world has to play games and try to make everyone think they're something they're not?
Case in point:
I meet a girl at a bar. She initiates flirting, I flirt back, things are cool. She's leaving town in a few days but wants to see me again before she leaves. Cool.
My thoughts: She initiated flirting, wants to see me again, leaves town in a few days... she wants some cock before she leaves town. Well, coincidentally, I want some pussy. Perfect short termer right?
Wrong. She's one of these girls that has the "I'm not really comfortable thinking I'm a whore" protocols built into her head. Shut the fuck up. You want dick, there's no shame in that. I want pussy, there's no shame in that. As long as we're consenting adults seeking the same end I really don't see why you have to torture me through these dates when there's no reason for it. Not that you're not fun to be around and all, but when you're just leaving in a couple days what the fuck do we have to know about each other?
Maybe I'm a little irrational, but I could have more than likely fucked someone else days ago if I hadn't been "hanging out" with this girl. Or I could have been fucking her. Either way, I wouldn't complain. Just don't waste my fucking time being lame please. Fuck me or go away. That's the conclusion I've come to on this one. Maybe I'm a complete fuckhead for thinking this way, but it wouldn't be the first time I've been accused of being a fuckhead.
So, anyone think less of me yet?
edited for typo
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If I ever spend a few days visiting Austin, I promise to do ya. My honey wouldn't mind. He's good like that!