Archive for March, 2008
Note to Self.
From The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl:
The benefits of sex with an ex:
No chance of being shocked by what he looks like naked the first time.
Not having to ask awkwardly for contact details after. If you don’t have them, it’s not by accident.
He knows where your buttons are, how many there are, how [...]
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Tags: Belle du Jour, breakup, ex-boyfriend, ex-sex
One Year.
No, it’s not a special anniversary of anything worth celebrating. On the contrary, it’s already been about a year since I first learned about Isahoe.
I remember hearing from a friend (who had a friend that always hung out in B’s dorm room because one of their friends – complicated, yes, I know – was B’s [...]
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Tags: anti-love, cheater, ex-boyfriend, past relationship, rant
Recent (Former?) Love Interests.
So I don’t one day look back and wonder what the hell happened:
Future rockstar — Although I justify us hooking up last summer with the fact that we had a pretty intense one-week fling before we each went our separate ways for university and had unfinished business, he still cheated on his girlfriend with me. [...]
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Tags: crush, infatuation, love interest, Relationships
Sex and the Internet.
You probably clicked on the title of the this particular post expecting to read something about my sexual experiences on the internet, or something to that extent. Cybersex, blogging online about a real-life sexual experience that I’ve had, whatever it is you had in mind. Hell, you probably even found me through the tags “sex” [...]
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Tags: blogging, internet, nudity, rant, sex
Love is…
by AellaWind from deviantArt
Love is a game
just meant to be played.
Love is a phrase
just overly clichéd.
It’s dominated by cheaters,
players, and rule-breakers.
Where three words often said
are lies spoken by fakers.
Love is an emotion
and hormones are the cause.
Love is perfection
that brings out your flaws.
Young ones are swayed
into believing that it’s real.
Soon concious of mistakes,
next fear is what [...]
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Tags: cited work, love, poetry
