Me four years ago: ew sex.. I’m going to be the next 40 year old virgin!
Me now: *sees my boyfriend* DADDY
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Me four years ago: ew sex.. I’m going to be the next 40 year old virgin!
Me now: *sees my boyfriend* DADDY
Legally Blonde...
This post is gonna make me sound like such a conceited piece of work but here goes:
Legally Blonde was my FAVORITE movie when it first came out. I never understood the true meaning behind it, obviously. I just recently watched it again as an adult. WOW.
I relate. So much. To what happens to Elle with Callahan. I’ve been accused time after time of sleeping my way to get certain positions or I only got where I am “because of my looks” (their words, not mine) but in reality, no. It’s none of that. I’m just THAT DAMN GOOD at my job. Whether it was being a medical assistant, a waitress or even now being an EMT. I’ve never ONCE used my “sexuality” as a ploy to get me anything, unless of course it was with my boyfriend, but that’s a the norm. 😂 With that being said, I think that’s why I’m so afraid to do well for myself in a business or career because I know that rumor or accusation is always gonna swirl around because of the pure jealousy and envy people have for someone like me. But you know what? Fuck em. I’m gonna keep climbing that ladder and busting my ass to be the best I can be and they can say whatever tf they want. I know the truth. 🤷🏼♀️
Rant over.
Your Many Lovers
My scribbler’s pen alights you, Darling Fay: No magnitude of words – my wholesale soul – Can suitably your myriad shapes convey. Instead, bemoaning just how pitiful my role Is, I enforce your virtues which extol The merit of taking to heart intently Others who can complete it differently.
I could well mutter that you turn your back And tortuously turn your eyes away And cut yourself, as beloved, all the slack Without directing us a choice or say In the matter of whether we should leave or stay! But in truth we know that your attractive looks Our eternal exasperation brooks.
You exist to punish us for your abduction! By “us” I refer with ample agitation – For we were swept ashore by Siren seduction – To your many lovers and their copious visitation. However much the matter disrupts our relation If my desire truly worthy be, I need condone them near to you - to me.
Of all your amorous partners in crime – Who commit worse in their full occupation – I agonise, worry, write and waste all the time And set upon the burden of evaluation, And keep the logs of your train-wrecked social station. The first to court you was I, the Poignant Poet: The first to love you ór the first to show it.
No sooner than faded my softly spoken verse, You found yourself a toy of joys anew, Who equally – or more? – has pained your purse But pleased – as I had pleased your ear – your view: Dull-witted and quick to bore; but good for a screw Was this golden boy of alabaster stone, This Painted Portrait on Midas’ throne.
When the thrill of a dullard reveler receded, Your skin felt cold and your senses stumped, Your well-trained ear was by a melody seeded: A wicked stream of pitch and strokes of thumb Lured you to some balladeering scum Who minus a guitar still ranks a Player, But no crescendo could make of him a stayer.
Done hard by sensual lust, you turned to men Whose attraction lay in the cerebral; Whose love is given not by sword but pen, And who revel in the glories of upheaval, But cannot bring themselves to play the Devil – Except when they play the Prissy Procurator – And leave their lovers’ honest needs for later!
Alike but different is your latest catch: He harbours warmth for everyone and you, Although his conduct isn’t a perfect match. The both of us the same Darling Fay pursue, With none of our mutual friendliness untrue! Sadly, my jealousy had rather he not exist, This Philosophical Philanthropist.
Now all of us reside under one roof, Fully aware that we‘re no more than a flit, Only a beloved for a day aloof, Next, having only withdrawal symptoms in surfeit, While you circumspect for another to do it with. The sweetness you search for will never quite fulfill, And while you search we will remain here still.
I tried to occupy you on my own, To reason with your two-faced touch and thought, But fleeting moments of your heart have shown The seven hues of the rainbow we all brought: The six besides your own that you had sought. Every day you’re left divided by The different trades you make us foolishly ply.
Not a slut
WARNING: DO NOT OPEN ANY OF THE LINKS IN THESE EMAILS! This is SPAM, people!
From: [email protected]
Original Email:
not a slut
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My response:
Dear, er...um...uh...not a slut,
Thank you for contacting me about your fellow non-slut community based membership forum service. I appreciate the fact that you took the time out of your busy schedule of managing and maintaining the database of your Lonely Wife Hook Up Affairs Community organization to email me about your clients. Just a thought, when one wants to join this community is that something that you google? Like “looking for consensual physical affairs without the need for divorcing my husband in the digital age?” or “Need man, have computer.” How about “Beep Boop Horny”? Nevermind, don’t answer that.
I appreciate you letting me know that the women are only interested in a “sexual affair”, I really don’t have time to do other people’s laundry at this point in my life. I mean, you have to sort out the colors from the whites, make sure the delicates are on the proper setting, and don’t even get me started about the proper ratio of fabric softener to detergent! I mean come on! What am I a chemist?! No, no I am not. Anyways, I’m sure it is that kind of straightforward marketing strategy that got you started on the amazing non slut-oriented career path that you are on today! Kudos to you! While I must admit there are a great number of things about which I am curious, sadly, your service is not one of them. I know, I know, they’ll let me do “anything at all to them in the bedroom” right? I hope that includes ignoring them to focus on literally anything else.
Thanks anyways!
-Fox
So my uncle made my dad show me this video and then degraded me by having my dad go through my phone. After my father left the room My uncle, knowing of my vast amount of time online and none of my real life friends, accused all my text contacts of being pedophiles and creeps. He even called my boyfriend a ‘Future Satanic Maniac’. He said I was just another girl waiting to be taken and called me ‘A gullible little horny thing that has no education’ (BECAUSE HE WANTED TO DRAW OUT THE WORD SLUT) and now I’m on the brink of tears. Uncle is making me change all of my contact names from the nicknames (Skywalker for Lucas and that kinda shit) to actual names, and said that any names that seem fake he’s calling the cops on. Now I have to delete the contacts of 7 friends who names are weird/unique and they are people I’ve known for months in real life. So yeah, I am seriously done with shit and I hate my uncle with the passion of a thousand suns
I almost did a one night stand with this guy with a nice booty
But I hold myself
feminism
If you are a girl and you don't support feminism, you're basically saying you don't want the rights you have, and that you don't want to be equal to men. I, as a woman want to be able to do whatever I want, show as much skin as I want, and just be a fucking person without being anything less. I am equal to men and everyone else. Being a feminist is not being a man hating lesbian, even though that is the stereotype. Being a feminist is being a person, equal to all other persons. I strongly support feminism.