2 of my friends are getting married onsunday. in in bc and have been for one week, will be until thursday. enjoying myself,but things are different theni thought they would be. my friends are different, all of them. some for good, some for worse. for the last 3 years ive been working so hard to move out here. to just get here, be with the people i feel the most comfortable with. and somehow over the last 3 years they have all changed. so have i.
life is weird. the night before i came out here, i didnt sleep all night. because i drank, sang kareoke and then fucked the first guy i ever considered fucking. i didnt then, back when i fisrt met him. i wanted to. now im almost 30, im confident in the sex preformance aspect of my life (if no other) and he kissed me. really great kisser. until then my lovely sex toy boy( on again off again same old same old) was the best kisser. this guy was better. and fucking ENOURMOUS. like, almost uncomfortable big cock........
almost
i have slept with 4 guys in a years spand. shorter then, i suppose there is still room for more HAHAHAHA. but in perspective, that the total men i had slept with until a year ago. so im up to 6. and i dont really care all that much, other than positively. im enjoying being a slutty slut slut. its been enjoyable. but i would like love now. i want very much to be the object of someones adoration. completely. wholy.
le sigh
there is a boy. he is cute. my type ENTIERLY. buuuuuuuuut im a chicken shit. and its tipical mich interest to boot, which never ends well. boy=good friend. not confident i am ANYWHERE NEAR his type. we think close to the same. he adores my son.
wish me luck