So this might be my last post … forever because “Hurricane Sandy” is planning to make an appearance to the East Coast and I might drown. Okay – maybe not so dramatic, but I don’t really do well with rain. So excuse me while I play the victim card and plan for a simpler life in sunny CALI.
Enough of that — I don’t know what it is, but whenever I’m actually having sex, I don’t really feel the need to talk about it. It’s when I’m not having sex that I’m like OMG remember when…
And that’s exactly how I’m feeling tonight – I need to get some ass in my life and who knows why the f#ck it’s not happening. I remember when I first started having sex — I was very pro-missionary. And not because I thought it felt so ahhhh-mazing, but because I was too shy to do anything else.