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God, boys. So easily distracted by a
pair of tits.
Damn me and my dumb blonde hussy of a vagina. She just couldn’t keep her hands to herself.
God, life, why do you have to be such a cockblocker sometimes?
It wasn’t so much about the shell but about the soul contained within.
I wanted to see him in person, because although I enjoyed talking to him through texts, it was no substitute for how he made me feel in person. How his eyes followed my every movement and
how his closeness gave me tingles.
“We’re stronger in the places that we’ve been broken.”
the kind of sex that made you realise you were being shafted with all the sex you’d had before it.
In the grand scale of things, very little had happened between us. We’d had sex a few times; that was it. I needed to give myself a good firm reality check.
“Yeah, well, I have daddy issues. It’s not surprising that I picked the wrong man to fall in love with,” I joked flatly.
