I know there’s a shit ton going on in the world. It’s so hard to hold onto an ounce of happiness. It’s been two months since my semi-break up and I haven’t hooked up with anyone yet. I have a date coming up soon and that’s been pretty enticing. Little naughty comments here and there, getting to know each other. Boring. What is interesting though is that this person I’ve going on a date with called himself a sex fiend. I laughed. I have never heard someone call themselves a sex fiend, no one other than Prince. But I laughed because he has no idea what I am. The tbh fa I do. The things I’m capable of.
Brat
Exhibitionist
Rope Bunny
We haven’t gotten into that yet. Just some “good boys” and “good girls.” I think it’s obvious we want to fuck each others brains out but we’re so used to just putting sex first, we want to take things slow. Yeah okay, the world is crashing and burning and here we are trying for something normal. God, if you’re playing some kind of sick joke on me, some love at the end of the world BS, you might as well get the WWE arena ready.
Before talking to this guy, who by the way is in the Navy, and we all know how much whores Navy guys are, I was using this app called Pure. I’m so mad cause I got banned cause a dude wanted to give me money of course and it flags that shit. But I really enjoyed using the app cause I met this one older guy who lives in New York. He would call me on FaceTime and jerk off, and just let me watch. I didn’t have to turn my camera on or say anything. He just wanted me to be there, watching and maybe moaning. It was so fucking hot. I miss that. I wish I could’ve gotten his contact info, all we had was Pure. Man, what a line.
Anyways, thanks for reading my yap.
Anyone else bored?
-KJ