#menaredicks

[randomnessofme]

Aww damn Gina. He shoulda used deodorant. #neanderthals #menaredicks #whitemenarereallydicks #youngwhitemenarerealyhugedicks and racist. Did I say racist?

[lightningsocks]

Boys

Are still dumb

[gettingbetterkindof]

He didn't even appreciate I stayed after how much he hurt me.. He just left me like I was nothing. I guess that's what happens when men turn out to only care about themselves

[pinkypromisesarelegiit-blog]

I just want to crawl under a rock and stay there. I want the world to leave me alone. I feel like every time someone mentions my ex or brings him up in conversation it reopens that wound. I just want to forget the past year and a half. Forget it ever happened, because theres no way that I could've done something so wrong to be treated the way I was treated. I'm angry, I'm sad and I'm hurt. I hate all men, as if I didn't enough already and I feel as if they're all beneath me. Bottom feeders. And no it wasn't just that one guy, it was my dad before that so yea. The only men in my life will be my two dogs, Lance and Greyson. Everyone else can fuck off. 

[theunsuccessfulhomosexual-blog]

the Gunn shot to my chest

"oh my god, you're gonna have my babies"

that's what he said. in response to me saying that yes, i did have a mac computer (as opposed to a windows device). it was the first time we had spoken on the phone to each other. we had exchanged messages over grindr. and in text messages. his spelling is ok. sometimes he substitutes you for u. but that's so commonplace, i suppose not dating anyone who is guilty of that would halve my already slim pickings.

but i've learned not to get too excited. someone could write me all the right things. we could intellectually be aligned with each other. yet when i meet them, it falls flat. i think there are so many extenuating factors that contribute to your attraction to someone. and even though i'd love to say that i was only interested in their intellect, i'm not. it's their body language. their voice. and the Gunn was perfect. he checked out. he ticked so many of those boxes. it was great.

it was the first time we spoke. and we spoke for three hours. thank god he called me. i do not have the money to pay for that shit on my phone bill. it was such an unorthodox experience. we talked about what we liked. in life and in bed. we talked about the roles we played. at work and in sex. he told me about his ex. i told him about mine. we talked about going on a date on saturday. we were going to eat and then go to a movie. he's not super keen on roasts and steaks. nor am i.

it was midnight. we had talked for four hours. i mentioned the temperature dropping. he mentioned climbing into my bed. and half an hour later, there he was. climbing into my bed. he looked like his pictures. cute. tall. he was a good kisser. his tongue was stronger than i expected. it was interesting. his lips were soft, but his tongue was hard. almost like it had gone to the gym and done some hectic bicep curling. when i think about it pictorially, i see one of those gym junkies who has worked out too much, they have no neck anymore. but he was more aesthetically pleasing than that.

he sure knew his way around my ear.

we fooled around. it was fun. he said he wanted to fuck me. i said no, it was the first time. so i just gave him head. my throat is a bit sore today. i don't have much of a gag reflex. and then when it was over, he lay next to me. and we spooned. it felt funny i suppose. but maybe that's because his cock and balls was on my back. maybe it was residual anxiety from being fucked over by the Nurse. but it was nice. he said he wanted to let me sleep. so he should leave. i kissed him on his neck. he went hard again. i guess his neck is pretty sensitive. but still, he left for his car. and at my door he said he'd message me when he got home. and he said saturday. he would see me saturday.

i woke up this morning. he hadn't messaged. but i put that down to his consideration. maybe he wanted to let me sleep. at work, i went to type his name into my facebook search bar. we had added each other last night. he didn't show up. he's not on my feed either. no trace of ________ became friends with the Gunn. like he's blocked me. or maybe facebook is just malfunctioning. i sent him a text message asking him if he got home ok. he hasn't responded. maybe his phone is malfunctioning. maybe he's just busy.

or maybe, he's just a fucking dick.

[gobshitesandotherbellends-blog]

How to recognise a Gobshite. Part 1

A gobshite, by definition is someone who speaks utter shite. This can be those seemingly wonderful people who whisper sweet nothings in your ear, gaze sweetly into your eyes before proclaiming "Ey girl, reckon we go the club toilets for a quickie?" (Not that we're always adversed to a quickie, mind)

Those people who manage to chat utter bollocks whilst proclaiming their feelings for you, telling you things like "I luv u gerl, yer me werld." whilst you're holding their hand as they drunkenly slur into the toilet. Or even better "Get yer coat, love. You've pulled." at 3am when the bar staff are kicking you out the door. Or my favourite "I really like you, but... it's really complicated."

Liking me is complicated? Bloody hell, mate. You think liking me is complex, wait until you have to upgrade your iPhone to its latest iOS without losing some cheesy pop songs ... documents you definitely need for work.

Gobshites turn up everywhere. In work, in your social life and if you're truly unfortunate... your home.

This blog aims to let you know that you are definitely not alone if you have encountered one of these people. We also support with the encouragement of vodka, good friends and swerving said gobshites when you feel the urge to call them at 3am with a mouth full of pizza.

[sarah-lou-loves-you]

ranty rant rant

urgh why are so many pictures/quotes showing up on my feed that are extremely relevant to the guy i was seeing six months ago.... and still have feelings for? ksjdfksdfskkvnskv not good for exam study. not good at all. maybe its a sign to get my ass off tumblr for the day.