Five years of my dating history in very graphic detail. Dating / sex blog. Frequently #NSFW.
Right, I’m going to write a blog that is totally different from every other blog I’ve written. It’s technology based, rather than the usual sex, dating, and general moaning stuff. But I feel like this is important because there are some real dumbass twats out there who don’t seem to… Read more »
I’m a little bit obsessed with space. Anyone who knows me knows that. It just amazes me. I watch space documentaries on the daily, and the more I learn, the more I feel incredibly tiny. And the more I want to learn. I like feeling tiny. I love the feeling… Read more »
Does your anxiety ever get so high that it literally gives you short-term OCD? I don’t know if I’m making this up, but I swear it’s happening to me. I’m starting to get really weird about things, but that’s nothing new. I have these odd, bizarre little OCD patches going… Read more »
Wanna hear something romantic as fuck? It’s a bit cringe-worthy, I think, so you must promise you won’t laugh at me. I had this daft idea that Bear and I should reuse the same Christmas cards to each other, just adding new messages, year after year, and he’s only gone… Read more »
What a bloody wonderful surprise to check my Twitter one day and come across this absolute beaut: No. 6 this year (and I am starting to feel like a DJ here) is @notsosexintheci #top100sexblogs2017 https://t.co/4FIc0Hw3Ew — Molly (@Mollysdailykiss) December 2, 2017 Firstly, thank you so much! It’s an honour… Read more »
It’s Blogmas. I’m not taking part in it (obviously), but it has gotten me thinking. I’ve seen so many Christmas wish lists and gift guides over the last few days, and I think most of them are utter bullshit. In fact, utter bullshit isn’t strictly true. They’re the gifts you… Read more »
For some bizarre reason, I found myself writing about an Iranian woman called Aylar Lie (don’t ask), and during my research of this woman, I realised that she was the same woman who appeared in a number of Basshunter music videos. (She’s also a woman who was apparently banned from… Read more »
Guess who I stalked today. In fact, I’ll save you the bother of guessing. I stalked him. HIM. Brown Eyes. Just a lil look. I’m not really sure why I did it either. Boredom, I think? It certainly wasn’t out of serious interest. Bear was napping and I was just… Read more »
I’ve never been very good with death. I’ve never been very good at coping with grown-ass men crying either. So, when I plodded into the living room this morning to see Bear crying on the sofa because his friend had died, you can imagine the shit show. He cried. I… Read more »
Every morning, when Bear leaves to do whatever he needs to do for the day, he leaves me a ‘love letter’. Usually scribbled on the back of a late-payment reminder, or on an envelope for some bill he hasn’t even opened yet, without fail, he does it. It’s become a… Read more »