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When the smell of alcohol induced vomit reminds you vividly of the date you went on last week, it's probably God's way of telling you not to see that guy again.
But I'll probably go out with him again next time he calls me.
You know what I like the most about this guy? He doesn't call me every day. He leaves me alone in between dates. He doesn't need reassurance that I'm thinking about him and I don't have to lie and say that I am. Because most of the time, I'm not.
We kissed on our second date, and I didn't see sparks, to be honest. That doesn't mean I'm not willing to see what else he has to offer physically.
It's not a stretch to say I've been on the shallow end of the dating pool since Alex and I broke up almost a fucking year ago. I'm in need of a penis and I almost don't care who it belongs to. Sure, I have a few preferences, some of them more attainable than others.
There's the old reliable for when I want something familiar that isn't a challenge but still freaky enough not to bore me.
And then there's the sexy, unattainable man I dream about, have dreamed about for years. The mystery of what miraculous being throbs beneath those sexy pants.
You know I'd go on if I could but I have urgent matters now.
But I'll probably go out with him again next time he calls me.
You know what I like the most about this guy? He doesn't call me every day. He leaves me alone in between dates. He doesn't need reassurance that I'm thinking about him and I don't have to lie and say that I am. Because most of the time, I'm not.
We kissed on our second date, and I didn't see sparks, to be honest. That doesn't mean I'm not willing to see what else he has to offer physically.
It's not a stretch to say I've been on the shallow end of the dating pool since Alex and I broke up almost a fucking year ago. I'm in need of a penis and I almost don't care who it belongs to. Sure, I have a few preferences, some of them more attainable than others.
There's the old reliable for when I want something familiar that isn't a challenge but still freaky enough not to bore me.
And then there's the sexy, unattainable man I dream about, have dreamed about for years. The mystery of what miraculous being throbs beneath those sexy pants.
You know I'd go on if I could but I have urgent matters now.