Porcata

remember that time I asked my girlfriend to marry me and I was afraid to tell the most important person in my life

so afraid you wrote the post secret about reading my journal…

this broad.

she won’t let me see the pictures of her vacation where she’s wearing a bikini because OBVIOUSLY I will think she looks fat.

only you know I see her naked every.day. and think she is literally the most perfect human being I have ever had the privilege to lay eyes/hands on. I see you naked, in a bra and panties, but I can’t see you in a bathing suit? excuse me? huh? I just don’t understand. fuckin women, always gotta be so complicated. think this crazy shit is why I love her so much tho. she really is perfect for me… hm.

mann blogspot makes me feel weird about myself.

this guy talking to my mom like she’s stupid and I’m going to fucking lose my shit. rude motherfucker you don’t get to speak to her that way, ever.

sometimes when she’s not around to sleep with I miss sleeping with him. he’s a horrible human being but my god he was phenomenal before he lost his mind. sigh. SIX MORE DAYS ugh wish I could see her tonight. she is right and I do use sex as a defense mechanism but it’s not effective if she isn’t around…

I am going to make a mistake.

I turned down what is sure to have led to getting laid so I could stay home, wrapped in a blanket with a cat on my lap, reading.

what the fuck.

my dick shrunk an inch and a half just now.

I really like looking nice for the lady. cuddlin with her momma watching a movie til she gets home? hahahah WHY NOT!