I don’t normally write about my life as, well it is pretty fucking boring and even I am not terribly interested in it. But something happened to me this week and I rediscovered my drive. Maybe it is because I have been watching too much porn, or maybe it is because I have realised that it has been six months since I fucked the one I truly love. But still I find the unending sadneess of being dumped by my little Tigger friend, unendingly sad. Wherever this increased horniness comes from, or whatever it was caused by, I don’t know and I don’t care. But what I do know is that I want to be lost in the rapture of love.
So if I want to fuck like a porn star and be fucked like a porn star I need to look like a porn star, which is a bit of a problem because, while I might fuck like a porn star, I don’t look like one.
Notes to self;
- Go out and find new husband,
- Improve body.
Mmmm…maybe I should go out this weekend, afterall I could always wear a girdle.
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Bode Miller.
Nice.
I’m sure the next time he blows a championship by getting plastered the night before, he’ll need, you know, comforting.
You know.
Comment by zentinal September 29, 2007 @ 1:38 am