Well, I guess getting hits on this blog is better than not getting any hits at all, am I right? This seems to be the place for smalltime thoughts that just don't malce any sense. But I'm gratefull... for the most part. Lately, I've been having a string of wierd luc. For the past six months I was ind of guilted into a relationship with aspecial needs woman, mind you, the guilt was my own, and I was stupid and single at the time.
This time, I'm just single. The reason for the dancing fruit is that my dic is no longer the opportune victim of getting punched by my now exgirlfriend. It hurt the first time. And it hurt the last time she did it. I was not pleased at any of the times it occured between said first and last times either. So over all, I hated the experience.
However! that is all good and passed on. I have now fallen for a single, hot woman, with no mental issues whatsoever, and thus, no inclination to soc my crotch lilce she was roclcy balboa going for twelve rounds against it in the ring. Her name is lcim, and I thinlc I loves her.
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