Sep 20, 2014
Don't leave fucking clothes here pretty much every time you come over my house and then act like I'm a weirdo cuz I'm offering you a key so I don't have to wake up in the morning to let you out.
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Don't leave fucking clothes here pretty much every time you come over my house and then act like I'm a weirdo cuz I'm offering you a key so I don't have to wake up in the morning to let you out.
So my non-romantic sex partner / gym buddy now has a GF so I'm accepting applications to fill that role. I'm super happy for him because she sounds hella sweet for him, but I'm bummed my back up sex option is gone. (So yeah, he's still my friend, but I guess no more benefits.) Typical night: 45 minutes at gym, shower together, eat food while watching TV, sex, fall asleep together. No kissing, no excessive cuddling, no romantic feelings. Legit friendship encouraged.
You don't have to be in love to ask someone to be your significant other. Titling can make getting to know each other easier and more fun by reducing stress. And yeah, sometimes it doesn't work out and you have to break up, but if you're functionally dating someone without a title you'll still have to have a break up convo.
Oh my god, why can't you say what's on your mind? You like me? Great, tell me, show me. You don't? Not so great, but find the words for it anyways. If you're having a bad day, talk to me about it. If you don't want to talk at least tell me that it's not a me issue causing it. Whatever the case, the end result is right now I don't know what's going on in your head and I'm losing motivation to find out.
I want to be your rib. I want you to feel that I was made for you, from you... To be everything you couldn't be for yourself... To be yours, always.
Boys are fucking stupid. First he overlaid plans we made for when I got back from out of town cus he forgot we had plans so he canceled. Then after he did such a good job making it up he fucking treats me like an acquaintance on Wednesday prompting me to leave early too irritated to talk about it. When I tell him I want to talk about it the next day before we go out of town for the weekend or else it's better I not go he opts to simply uninvite me via text. I abide, as good dudes do, despite it messing up my work week and costing me $500. Then he gets back so we go out to dinner and I'm pissed so I drink 10 oz of Woodford Reserve Bourbon and just year into him. Granted he didn't escalate but that's mostly because he just doesn't seem to care. The longest he's ever dated someone is two and a half months. That's about where we are. I don't have energy to train him how to have a relationship just because this is all new to him. He's cute though, but I'm not expensing any more energy on him.
You're just amazing. You're this crazy awesome mix of perfect gentleman, ruggedly handsome lumberjack, thoughtful caretaker, and smoking hot sex machine. I don't think I have words for how much I am smitten.
The best part about hooking up with a guy with 1.6 arms is that when spooning there isn't all his extra arm in my way. Sooooo cozy!