loner.
flirty and charming.
i need to change.
Sexaholic
Why… can’t I quit the game.
OVER AND OVER AND OVER again i tell myself i’ll stop. i tell them i’ll stop. and what happens? i’m back in it. over and over, homewrecking, playing around, flirting. WHAT THE FUCK. last week there was only one day i didn’t have sex with a girl. This week i have dates every other day. okay i know i’m quite charming, and that i’m a little above average good looking. but why the fuck do i have so much confidence? i know i can get the girl, so i do. then i move on, play around. breaking hearts. when will i ever truly settle like i want? why am i so addicted to sex?!?!!? a chill with a girl ends up with them clinging onto my back with their eyes rolled back.. man. I NEED TO CHANGE. God, please save your child from his ways. Bring me back to you. Back to L-O-V-E. Amen.
shitttfaaaceeedddd.
one of those nights again, every other weekend aha. went to some random club and t-pain was performing! lmfao, first time clubbing in barrie too. wasn’t my birthday but i got smashed way more than any of the birthday people LMFAO, probably because I shared a whole absolut with another friend before hitting it up. didn’t remember a thing after 20 minutes of when I got in. woke up to find myself in my bed, with some leftover barf on my shirt. with two girls, and a missing jacket, wallet, phone, and keys. WHAT THE FUCK?! randomly my phone and wallet were in random parts of my house.. one being the backyard and the other the garage LOL. jacket with the keys was probably still at the club.. didn’t remember leaving with it, from what i COULD remember haha. anyway, i took the girls out for food and asked them wtf happened. they giggled and said they had a real good night and they’d like to go club with me sometime again. maaaaaaan i wished i remembered the night. read my sent drunk texts and died laughing for 2 hours going through them all. everyone texting asking where i dissapeared too, some people just laughing at my drunk texting trying to get a convo out of me. hangover FINALLY gone, now to study for 4 tests :(
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I’m disgusted of who i’ve become over the past year.
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An Unrequited “I Miss You”.
And now the girl I’m seeing, still infatuated with her ex, has went on vacation for 2 months starting today. It feels good though that she calls me before she leaves on the plane, but how she didn’t make plans to see me this week totally sucked. But fam over men right? Its understandable since its 60 days we’re talking about that she won’t see certain people close to her… Although it still kind of pisses me off that her psycho ex went and stalked her and paid a surprise visit and sees her more recently than me. Pisses me off in general that she didn’t even see me, though she did make plans and promised to see me before she left… Instead she had things come up and errands to do. Only if her workplace, the bar, didn’t call her in to work for two days :@ then she would have seen me. MAN I’M SO CLINGY, saaave me from me. These 2 months is like training, Day 1. Here we go.
Diamond Cutting Snake
The hell do I do now? :(
Last year, I thought about sex way more than relationships. I tried to get as many of it as I can, and with numerous girls. Every relationship I got into involved tons of sex. Of course I loved it, but I think it disregarded the importance of being in a relationship. This year from Jan - Feb, I almost had sex as much as I had in my whole year of 2010… Which is quite a ridiculous amount.. I won’t go into detail there.. haha. But for some reason, I’m actually getting bored and sick of the fact of having sex for pleasure. I want a girl who I could make LOVE too. A few weeks ago, with the current girl that I’m seeing, we had sex.. I wanted to enjoy every single moment of it and handle with with tender loving care and passion.. Buuuut she had different plans in mind and just wanted some raw hard pumping action. After that incident, I didn’t want sex anymore no matter how many chances I got with some gorgeous women… I just want to make love. A girl who would want me to put all my emotions in every single time I touch or kiss her body. A girl who would want to embrace me more than anything, and would want to take in the moments of passion. Simple as that, just like Usher’s Nice and Slow song. Which I wouldn’t mind playing while we do our thang…
Random Thought
I always get this urge to want a significant other. A girl who I could count on when I’m feeling down and lonely. A girl who I want to cherish and keep warm every now and then. This stupid retarded desperation always gets my hopes up whenever I rush heart-first-head-over-heels into a relationship. The question I ask myself is, why the hell do I keep doing it over and over again? I thought that from the obvious pattern shown, that I would learn from it and take in the experience when I deal with girls I’m interested in. However, I always seem to “fall” way too hard and fast. I rush things, I give them all my attention, and I would put their needs first. The girls all say the same thing… that I’m a “nice” guy, a “great” boyfriend, that I know how to treat a girl to make her happy. Then they would break up and say that I deserve someone better, and then run off to some other guy. They always say they don’t see any flaws in me… I’m nowhere NEAR perfect. I’m lazy, a bit selfish, easily jealous, and I care about my looks a lot. That’s only the tip of the iceberg. I wish this feeling would go away. I wish I could just feel like I’m better off independent. Then when I think I am, some girl would pop into my life and show me that things can be better when I have a girlfriend around. SO WHERE ARE YOU GIRLFRIEND OF MINE?! One that will actually stick around please. *sigh
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Dear Brain,
Have a Redbull and get on my level.
Love always,
Heart
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