Okay now, I'm not one of those girls who bitches about boys all the time. Seriously. But I've had a long weekend, I have to work tomorrow, I'm worried about my niece, nephew and sister and this boy is making me furious. Undastand?
I wrote all this out last night, but decided it was too personal. So I'm writing it less...real...okay?
Anyhow. Boys. I just DON'T understand them. Why do they think with the wrong head? I mean, can't they take into account girls' feelings ever? I'm going into a really really brief history of non-relationships of mine. Yes, NON-relationships.
Freshman year: I liked a boy, the boy liked me, he had a girlfriend.
Sophomore year: I liked the same boy, he still liked me, he still had a girlfriend.
Junior year: I like a guy, who I think liked me and my best friend who also liked him, but he thought I liked another friend? What? And I still liked Freshman/Sophomore year boy too. He and his girlfriend broke up and he did NOT make a move. And another guy who also had a girlfriend all while he creepily stared at me all the time. Yes, I liked him. He's hot, what can I say? I'd still do him.
Senior year: I liked the guy my best friend liked but not the guy with a girlfriend or the other dude. Just the friend of mine who thought I liked my best friend even though he's a little gay...or bi...or whatever. And then there is the guy who is currently pissing me off.
He is one of those guys you know is a complete douche fuck but you can't help but like the attention he gives you. That's why I started talking to the moron in the first place. He's not hot, he's not funny - he's just...a douche. Which is why I want to do him so bad. I don't like him, I don't want a relationship with him. I just want him to be a fuck buddy. Does that make me a slut? No. Why? Because he'd be my first fuck buddy.
Senior year he had a girlfriend. The two of them were a lot a like...cheaters. She cheated on him and to get her back, he decided he wanted to revenge cheat. He messaged like six of my friends. Six. And myself. I wasn't going for it. I didn't want him quite as bad...or at all.
About three years later he hits me up again. This time he had 100x better luck. Because he's single, I'm single and I am down to fuck.
A couple nights ago he starts texting me. It was cool. Within 5 minutes of texting, he was already sending me pictures...of his face. And pleading with me to send him one back. I said no. After texting him for awhile...without any advances on his part...he sends another picture...of his cock.
I wasn't even expecting it. His last text had been something about work. And I sat there next to my grandma texting like four different people all at once...and incoming picture. The second I started to receive it, I knew who and what it was. So I RAN down the stairs, nearly tripping over a stupid dog. It was an ambush. And then for the rest of the night he begged and begged me to send him a picture of myself naked. No.
So after days of texting, we finally meet up and we fool around a bit and he leaves. Unfortunately for me, I was all hot and bothered but I got nothing. I mean - I serviced him and he left.
The next day...yesterday. He sends me another text and begs me AGAIN to send him...not a picture but a video of me touching myself.
I said no. And he hasn't texted since. I mean - I give a guy a blow job and he leaves. Whatever. But then he gets mad at me because I won't send him a video? Really? What the fucking fuck?
What kind a douche fuck does that?
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