No, actually, what I was going to talk about was my sex life. My sordid sex life. Well, not so sordid at the moment, since I'm not sleeping with anyone, but I did meet a guy over coffee today who I had met online on a page for finding fuck buddies. So, yeah, maybe a bit sordid. But hey, if the shoe fits... (not sure if I'm gonna see him again, he wasn't what I was looking for)
I am trying to find people with dark curly hair so I can indulge in my strangely particular hair fetish. It's been really long since I had someone with that kind of hair, and I didn't even sleep with that guy, I just spent hours dragging my hands through his hair. I wonder what he's doing now... He had a brother who was blond. That's basically all I remember. And their names. Not last name. Which is probably good. Would it be stalkerish to try to find him?
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Anyway, let's talk hair. This is the guy who awoke my hair fetish:
Picture is probably from -79 or something. His name is Joakim Thåström and he's a musician.
This is a rather recent picture:
He's older than my parents. I'd still do him if the opportunity presented itself :p