Ya jelly?
Month: January 2015
I miss when he makes me suck my thumb while he’s doing something filthy to me. Or making me do something filthy.
Going on a date tonight with a guy that seems super cool.
But blahhh.
“can men and women really be just friends??” straight people are so weird
It is a fact that bisexuals can’t make friends. There is only prey.
[[bi-lociraptor screech in the background, the hunt has begun]]
Wait do you and Pup live together? Sorry if this is a stupid question.
StandardHeh nooo. But he lives like a block away (actually) so getting the d at 8:30 AM on a Wednesday isn’t unfeasible.
I just really need a day like this. It’s been a long time since I got to just let go.
This morning, I wrote an unprecedented three pages of my Master’s thesis and fucked Pup. Both of these pursuits were awesome.
Now, I’m eating mac and cheese naked in bed. Wednesdays are my days “off” but I have so much crap to get done.
Doesn’t matter, had sex.
Here it is, tumblr. The last photo from our special overnight get-away together. It’s a mutual favorite and I’ve been holding onto it for that reason.
It’s hard to post this because I feel a little like I’m letting go of something. It’s hard to explain.
But instead of mourning it, I’m going to remember how I felt when this photo was taken, having sex with him while facing out a window overlooking the city where we fell in love.
*locks door, plugs in headphones, turns down lights, cracks knuckles* “lets watch some fuckin porn”
