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Yo I’m really starting to feel this girl from work. Like she’s nothing special. Extra thicc and extra dramatic. Like deff a 6-6.5 tbh. She’s really punny. Not particularly freaky or anything. Just a regular degular woman who likes to blaze.

Everyone keeps saying how I need to leave her alone. So I guess that forbidden fruit factor has me craving her... of course she won’t know that. She keeps saying we’re done talking when she learns about another ho or some shit...

That hot and cold shit builds mad tension I’ve found. She doesn’t know I’ve encountered so many women and So many games. I know it drives em nuts when you just let em skate on you. They come back on their knees or not at all...

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I just wanna go to the top with someone who knows what the bottom feels like.

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Time for a fresh start.

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I have leveled up. I proud of where i am and what I’m doing. Some of my best friends had every reason to drop me 2 years ago. They would have been justified. But they all stood by me. Now I’m back in motion.

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Your energy is way more important than your intentions.

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My mans perks up a lil every time she calls me Daddy.

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This 15 year old started work at my labor job last night. He’s the owner’s (who I recently raced off a cliff) nephew.

I wasn’t particularly thrilled to babysit this guy, but he was a really wholesome and likable kid.

After a while He shared that he was going through a breakup and my heart fell wide-open for the guy.

At at that point I realized that although I “coach” guys older than me, I better watch my mouth around this kid.

I told him, if he’s interested in having her back, he has to let her come back to him. She has to contact him first, then he has to get her to apologize. “If she doesn’t do that, trust me, you don’t even want her back.”

At one pointed he asked me if I ever skipped work to hang out with girls. I laughed REALLY loud at this one. I told him i wouldn’t leave work 20 mins early for my grandma.

He looked up at me and said with the shittiest grin: “I lost a lot of money chasing women, but I never lost a woman chasing money.” (Obviously a tv or dad quote but WOW)!!

That witicism got all the guys rolling!! What a lil stud!!!

Based on this being his first job it should have been obvious at this point that he was a virgin. I forget how he said it... I honestly may have outright asked him...it’s fuzzy..

But I remember when we realized how innocent he was, we all felt a tacit need to preserve that innocence. Even my gruff boss. The salty 6’7 supervisor weighed easily 300 lbs. His mammoth hands could crush the truck’s steering wheel easily.

Between cigarette drags on the dark desolate highway he interjected: “I was a virgin til 18...I just had other focuses.” “17 for me” I said.

“There’s no rush” “focus on yourself” “you’ll be ok.”

I can’t explain how we were simultaneously bullying this young man while giving comforting pg-13 advice. I can tell you he’s gonna be alright.

Stay in school, kid.

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I have a rule against sharing my problems with women which I broke last night.

I raced my boss off a cliff after margaritas. We were out with one of the fastest sprinters in the nation and one of this years ncaa boxing national champions.

After a lot of sports talk and arm wrestling we were “those people” in a restaurant, 10 mins after close. So, we leave. My boss looks at me and says “let’s race.” I had won $100 arm wrestling him already and I was down to double up on his narcissistic rich white-ass.

At “Go” he falls flat on his face! I jog and I’m dying laughing. I’m in tears. I’m rolling on the ground howling and thrashing in laughter.

He wants a rematch.

Raced to a light pole in the parking lot of the bar. There was like 5 feet of grass behind the pole followed by a 25 foot DROP. Onto some shoe/football sized rocks.

Careened down and now my asscheek is fucked up. My walking and strength is compromised. I may miss work. I’m reminded of a deep spiraling depression I suffered through the last summer I was injured. Now I’m Reeling in my mistrust for women and my sudden need for a comforting emotional connection with a human being.

It was a long limp back to our party in the dark, precarious lot. When they came into foggy view my swirling thoughts stilled as I sauntered towards them. My left brain registered their tears and pleas. The right replayed my rear-end ride to the rocks.

All I mustered up was “Imma need my dough in hunnits and I’m not working tomorrow am!” My boss was bleeding. Crimson dripped from his lips and fingertips. His brunette broad bawled belligerently. The night was over.

I collapsed in Darien’s coral Benz and moaned in agony. I prayed he wouldn’t drive as fast as he ran. Musa jabbed me, saying he couldn’t believe my misfortune. I couldnt sit up straight so I supinated. He was there for my last injury. The one I was trying to delineate in my mind from today.

My mind raced at his recount. I pressed my toes into my soles to remain grounded. Roars of of laughter reverberated through the leather Rhineland racer.

Laughing it off. Walking it off. I’m okay. Thank god im walking and my face and hands are fine.

When I crawled into bed I realized I was

1. In pain

2. In need of attention

3. Willing to test a theory even if it meant losing whichever girl held that icepack on my buttcheek. (Fuck it I move in 2 weeks)

So I decided to pick my fav. The hottest, most submissive, smartest lil freak among them. And said I fell off a cliff and my buttcheek was prolly ruptured.

She slid in 20 mins with an icepack and held it on my crusty ass til I passed out. She kissed me and cuddled me and told me it was all gonna be okay. During that moment I thought about how nice it is to have someone close to you that you really care about and how nice a “sure thing” relationship would be.

Then I realized those thoughts were coming from a weak, injured place of neediness.

She was gone when I woke up, doing neuroscience research and texting me emojis. I was sure that showing her weakness would lower her attraction for me... I guess time will tell.