it started out curious

My name isn't relevant. I'm 24.

[budapast]

cogwheel railway #3

[whitepeopletwitter]

[nvm-illustration]

Goth Kitty :3

NVM Illustration

[fucklerobbyy]

[ifeel-tabul0us]

As a volleyball player, this is exactly how shit feels like

[looow-tus]

NEVER DIED SO BAD IN MY LIFE 😂😂

[lunarwithdra]

Legendary.

[tobio11]

I will never not reblog this

[labeatz]

King of the court!

[sickpage]

[boho-romance123]

[ponderation]

[lekarmafatale]

[love]

by Eduardo Kobra 

[roseiaghost-deactivated20220105]

[softcoreish-deactivated20240717]

give her head and self confidence

[saturdaysareforsadismm-deactiva]

EVERYDAY! Make her presence and her aura known to the world

[theelegantuniverse-blog]

[studdmeup]

[labella-instagram]

[blu-canary-deactivated20220609]

I have watched 2:40 hours of pingu so far.

I am creating a compilation of every NOOT NOOT in the entire series.

I am destroying myself.

This is it so far.

[simple-khajiit-skoomahead-blog]

@heracrocs

[lkikai]

今年的份

[c0updevent]

Am I dooming myself?

Tonight I took care of a girl I met via social media dating. We had great conversation (except when I couldn’t hear her over the music) and seemed to click pretty well. I think I like her but I’m not making any quick assumptions. I’m not rushing / forcing myself into anything. That said, she felt comfortable enough to come back to my house for a couple drinks and more conversation. I honestly felt comfortable, which doesn’t come easy for me. I could tell, however, that she was drinking too much, too fast. We went outside and after only a short time, she was sitting on my lap hugging me and eventually making out with me. When I tried to stand up, I could tell IMMEDIATELY she was drunk beyond belief and the right thing was to stop...so I did. When I showed her the spare room to crash, she laid down and we made out some more, against some of my better judgement. She said she wanted more, but I didn’t think it was appropriate given we just met and she was very drunk (and I wasn’t, but that is beside the point). She ended up puking and I helped her along: held her hair, gave her water and reassured her as honestly as I could. So why do I feel like making the right decisions and helping another person, let alone interest, put me in a light of “the nice guy who helps”? I feel like by doing the right thing I’m either no longer an interest or I’m just boring enough to not want anything to do with....

Let me be very clear: I don’t regret a single fucking thing I did to help this woman. I’d do to for anyone if I had the opportunity. I’m just self-taught that being nice to that extent usually results in “thanks” and being left alone because I don’t have some sort of X factor.