My pussy pink…
My booty hole brown
I love song lyrics that are legit ridiculous. They make life so much better.
Any who…
Not gonna lie, I’m feeling a wee bit proud of myself today after a coworker asked about my art dreams/ plans. I found I was actually able to give more honest answers. I wasn’t super confident as I gave them, but I was still able to actually share some truths about what I’d like to do with my art rather than fight to end the conversation/ change the subject as quickly as possible. It ain’t much, but it’s an improvement.
I’ve also recently become a bit infatuated with someone. It’s not necessarily something that I’m looking to pursue in any capacity, but waking up to find that they’d sent me a message or a meme while I was asleep is a great start to the day. More than anything, it’s fun—which is a relief. The last time I actually tried dating someone, about 2 and a half years ago, for most of the period of time when I though something could happen, I had just constant diarrhea. It sucked too because I couldn’t keep myself hydrated enough to donate plasma and I was really hoping to earn some extra scratch through that, so, that was fun. More than that though, whatever fun I could have had I really let my anxiety put a stop to it. I got in too deep mentally, something I shouldn’t have done, and really destroyed whatever might have drawn her to me in the first place.
Oddly enough, being the petty person I am, after it ended with the guy she started seeing seriously, she opened the door back up for me, and I closed it without a second thought. You’d think I’d have at least tried to fuck her or get some head beforehand, but no. I closed that door without a second thought.
In all fairness, my anxiety being the way it is, I probably wouldn’t have been able to get it up had I decided to take her up on the offer so maybe it was for the best. Still depressing, but at least I didn’t have to get that ‘sigh, look to the side’ move that says I’m a disappointment.
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…Well that went downhill.
Point is, I have a little crush, but given that we work together and I’m an old man compared to her, it isn’t anything serious. Still, pleasant to not only feel that little flutter, but to know that I can still feel it as well.
Dicks for listening!