7+ years of my life in very graphic detail. Dating | sex | mental health | life blog. Frequently #NSFW 18+
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So, you know I spent those two wonderful days with Jock? Our first two-day sleepover? [How to Make Her Love You in 69 Days & Maybe the Key to Great Sex Is …] Well, it was awesome and stuff, but there’s a part of it I haven’t told you about yet. Technically, I think we had our first fight. We were at the seaside, because you know how much this bitch loves the seaside. I was taking a photo of us, a cute one, and he ruined it by shoving…
Read MoreI think something weird is happening to me, people. One of my co-workers is pregnant and I’m feeling a bit … weird. This isn’t the first time that a co-worker or friend has been pregnant around me, but I have a habit of upping and leaving halfway through pregnancies. I’ve done it with virtually all of my ‘best’ female friends over the years. Completely by accident, obviously, but still, I’ve never stuck around for a full pregnancy. I was 18 when I first experienced a friend being pregnant around me.…
Read MoreI would probably warn you before I start ranting: I’m about to start ranting. My fingers are angry typing, all twitchy and stabbing at the keys. There’s probably going to be some swearing, I’m definitely going to talk about sex, and I’m more than likely going to overreact about something. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. So, firstly, I didn’t get laid. I didn’t get anything. No orgasms for this gal. No nothing at all. Secondly, he [Jock] did have an orgasm. He got himself a nice little blowjob, came,…
Read MoreSo, I tried to be cool about the fact Jock blew me out to hang out with his guy friend, but it is pissing me off. I’m not cool about it. I’m immensely pissed off and I don’t feel like I can talk to him about it because there’s a chance I’m being unreasonable. I hate the fact that I’m annoyed right now. Annoyed about a man choosing to hang out with his boy-friends over me. I’m not that girl anymore. I might’ve been that girl once upon a time,…
Read MoreBackstory: Jock and I made plans to meet up so I could help him move house the morning after he’d gone out with The Colombian (that’s his name now). I half-jokingly predicted that Jock would blow me out because he would be hungover, but he assured me that he “wouldn’t get that drunk”. You can probably guess what’s coming next … I woke up this morning to NO message from Jock despite him saying that he’d be up early and would text me. I fucking knew he’d bail. I knew…
Read MoreFirst, he fell asleep on me. Then, he blew me out. I blew him out in retaliation, and now he’s no longer hungover, and pining for me like some lost puppy dog. I think I’ve made my point now. He knows how annoyed I was with him for switching our plans around so easily. And if I blow him out every time he blows me out, he’ll soon get how fucking annoying it is. I mean, yeah, that’s petty, but I’m thinking of it like puppy dog clicker training. If…
Read MoreSomething happened the weekend just past, I think. Something very big and very beautiful and … well, very fucking scary. We – Jock and I – clicked into place. Something clicked. There was a click. We went from ‘dating’ to ‘in a relationship’ and we both felt it. It happened right there in front of us. We both already know that the chemistry is there between us. It’s kinda undeniable at this point. We can’t stop having sex, and although we’ve had a few hiccups here and there, everything is…
Read MoreI’m not really the type of person to believe in fate and destiny and all that crap. I talk about it briefly in “Happy First Birthday! Do You Believe in Signs?” and I’ve decided I want to talk about it again. I hope you don’t mind. I don’t know if I believe in a pathway that your life is set to go down, but somewhere along the line I like to think that certain things happen for a reason. For example, everything seems to have flowed quite nicely in my…
Read MoreYesterday, my life got a million times better. I had spent the night at Jocks and we had gotten up early to do some shopping. We bought him some stuff to make his TV work, cups, kettle, etc. We ended up in this really cute retro candy store and he pointed to this one bar of chocolate that had those little red and white love heart jelly sweets in it. The name of the chocolate bar was “I Love You”. I laughed it off. We continued around the store and…
Read More“I’m not going to compare it to anything else, because everything else has ended.” That’s a line in Sex and the City. Carrie Bradshaw says it about her Big. She doesn’t want to compare him to anyone or anything else, because all of those other things had a shelf life – an end date – and she didn’t want to put it in the same bracket as all of those. That’s how I am with Jock right now. He’s not like anyone else. What we’ve got right now doesn’t feel…
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