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Time to build some even more boss biceps.
When he tries to show off.
IT GOT CRAZIER.
I wrote another post last night that apparently went into the ether. I got a text from his number, supposedly from his sister saying he'd been in an accident and asking me about how he seemed earlier in the day since I was the last one to talk to him. I balked at the text because I didn't believe it for a second. Then a girl calls me from his phone, pissed that I was being rude to her. She called back later that night and my roommates were there to hear it, they think based on what she was saying that it's a girl behind this, and the guy was just a pawn. People be cray.
My catfish tale.
It went a little something like this….
A guy messaged me at 1am on Sunday morning saying 'hey I just signed up, I know I don't have a profile yet and that's lame so you probably won't respond, but I just had to message you because you seem awesome. I'll fill out my profile asap, I promise!"
By the time I saw that message at 730am he had filled out his profile and he was pretty cute so I responded just to see why he was up all night.
We ended up exchanging a slew of messages via text all day Sunday and Monday and then talking on the phone for 4 hours Monday night. He seemed amazing and I was pretty excited to meet him. I was trying to set it up so I could meet him Tuesday night, but he was roped into a business dinner and it didn't happen.
A few things led me to do a Google image search this morning (Weds).
1) A lot of the photos he sent me were square, but he also told me he doesn't use Instagram
2) He was talking about how badly he needed to trim his beard Tuesday, but the photo he sent me had much more beard than a person could grow overnight, if I was to believe the photo he sent me the day prior was taken the day prior.
3) I sent him two videos just being silly and didn't get any in return.
4) And well… he just seemed too good to be true.
I Google image searched 5 photos before one came up with a match, and the matches were some from random Japanese site that looked like a version of Twitter.
I had to dig into it, but I found that basically the photos this dude used were of singer Nate Green -- http://nategreenmusic.com/ -- babe, right? haha
Ugh.
This is the guy that catfished me since Sunday. Luckily I figured it out cause I'm a super sleuth.
I'll fill y'all in later. The details are still unraveling at the moment.
Guys I got catfished.
Seriously.
I got complimented for being a good kisser, made fun of the compliment and then asked for a high five. Might be why I'm still single. But hey, I got the high five and he wanted to fist bump. Lololololol my life.
Suuuuuup?!?!
At least my valentine was a babe. Hint: it was me.
I wish I had a bat signal that summoned tall men.
Last night turned out to be really interesting
I was introduced to my friend’s coworker, a 6’7” guy (married with kids) who I ended up staying up and talking with until 430am.
Long existential conversation ensued. He was hoping to sleep with me (he readily admitted), and though he was attractive I told him I respect the ring on his finger and it wouldn’t happen. But we ended up in his room where we sat in his large empty bathtub talking about life, why he cheats on his wife on business trips such as these, what he wants from his job, the excuses we make for ourselves. I think he’s someone who lacks meaningful connections in his life and he supplants those with short-term physical intimacy in a setting that he thinks doesn’t pose any risk of hurting his wife whom he apparently loves. I don’t think he’s a bad guy, to some extent we all write ourselves free passes on things. It seems that now that he’s cheated he just considers himself a cheater like the damage is already done so there’s no point it turning back. I played a lot of devils advocate, trying to make him realize how much he has to lose. He’s here in Miami saying “if you’d sleep with me I definitely want to sleep with you” but no more than 5 minutes later he says “I can’t picture loving another woman other than my wife” and “I hope I’m not ruining men for you, we’re not all like this.”
It was nice to just talk to someone, no holds barred.
These are the moments in my life that feel like movie scenes. He begs me into bed with him to cuddle as I stand looking out his window onto Miami Beach. After a short pause I turn around and he says, “God you’re good looking.” Drunk horny married men will say whatever, but I still basked in that for a few seconds before laying down on his floor. Sure I would’ve loved to cuddle, but it’s a gateway drug and I hope someday if I ever get married and my husband finds himself in a hotel room with a girl he’d like to sleep with that she could have the same respect for me that I had for his wife.
I’m sure some people might give me crap for going to his room but I liked who I was last night. I may have had some part in turning him into a faithful husband again. At least I can hope.
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.
Kurt Vonnegut (via everyany)
I can see I've opened a can of worms. I'll elaborate later but for now, know his heart is exactly where it belongs. He's head over heels, and we have barely talked since they started dating. There's nothing shady about it.
If that is you in your icon, hot damn girl! That's some fine work you've been doing
*phew* just a standard anon...Thanks!! :)
Perhaps I should never have reached out, because I hurt you so badly, and yes I'm afraid of hurting you again. But it was a strange week on many fronts, and sometimes you just think old thoughts, and are tired of the silence. But being in a position where there is little I can do about it, I resort to cowardly anon contact. I ignored you for so long, and I had no right to come out now, but hopefully, as you've said to me before, you're not still holding for me. Just finally apologizing...
Matty? Marc?? Jim? Seriously, come on. I’ve been in love with a handful of people that are now married. It would make an apology no less sincere just because you couldn’t kiss it better.