Got lots of it last nite, and it was good...
My pussy and my ass are soooo sore...
It was the ultimate porn show.... I was hot, wild, and felt crazy. I fucked till it hurt, and then some.
I needed that, but now I'm on a low. He's gone, and I'm here to deal with my own emotions. I haven't been taking the medicine. Not sure if that is good or bad. Its debatable. I'm tearful today, but I think because I'm missing T. I'm missing what I thought my life would be becoming. I miss what I thought my future would be like.
I cry because of my thoughts about this guy. Sure I love and care for him, we've been friends for almost a year, but he cheated on me with his virgin gf... then I found out last nite, after he fucked me... he devirginized her... then told her he wasn't divorced yet. That makes me think of him as an asshole. I mean, I knew about his divorce, but how could he do that to her? Really. None of my business really, but I guess part of what bothers me, is the fact that he didn't care that I fucked 3 different guys in the last few weeks. It should. It even bothered T., and he loves me, he loves my pussy, but its understandable to be worried about disease. I am going to go get tested. I have a Dr. appt on Monday.
Finally got my period also. It sucks, but its about fucking time.
I need a life. I need to figure out what I really want and/or need. I'm tired of feeling like this, tired of my emotions, my heart playing games with me. I want love. I want to feel loved and cherished. I want to be worshipped.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
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