*Smutty stuff in here* This is just about me and my most recent dating and sexual experiences. Honestly, it's a lot of failed relationships and a lot of sadness but it's my life so idk.


32. December 12th - December 18th

­­­In late November Joe started messaging me again, completely out of the blue.

I don’t remember exactly what he said, it was probably just something like ‘hey’, or ‘how have u been’ (he doesn’t use proper grammar when he texts and it bothers me so freaking much), but I responded and we messaged on and off for a few weeks (I still hadn’t accepted his friend request that he sent me at the very beginning of us talking again), until three nights ago (9-Dec-17), when I was saying how I was really bored and he asked me if I wanted to hang out.


I responded with something like, “I don’t want to give you the wrong idea because I’m not looking for anything serious right now...” blah blah blah.


I should mention at this point I had decided that the only thing that was going to happen between me and this boy was sex because, like I said, he was way to immature for me. I kept trying to figure out a way to ask him if he wanted to be FuckBuddies, but I couldn’t find the words for it.

The good news is that I didn’t have to.


He responded with, “Who said I was looking for something serious?”




I was hoping we were on the same page but I wasn’t quite sure yet, so when he eventually came and picked me up and we went to hang out at his house, I tredded carefully.


We sat on the couch in him room and faced each other while we talked. I don’t know exactly what was said, but I do know he touched my necklace when he complemented it and brushed the hair dangling in front of my face when I spoke.


I don’t know what I was saying, but after about ten or fifteen minutes he bundles up the courage to jolt forwards and slam our lips together.


It didn’t take long for us to move from the couch to the bed (it was my idea because the couch wasn’t quite the most comfortable to be on with the arm of it shoved into the small of your back), and things, as they always seem to do, progressed very quickly.






You know, I always have the good intention to finish the things that I start, but then the feeling fades away…again…and I just loose the desire to keep writing some of these chapters.

With Joe, we had sex three times one night and then once more a few days later and now we haven’t talked in almost a week and I’m just so done with him because of his maturity level, and the fact that he was really fucking shitty in bed.

Like, I just laid there because he couldn’t get me very horny and he lasted like maybe a minute before he came and so there wasn’t really the chance to change positions and it was just really bad.

Also his dick was fairly small so I couldn’t feel anything really.


So yeah, I haven’t talked with him since like Tuesday (12-12-17) and I’m almost certain he hasn’t messaged me because he was the one to message last when he said, “here” When he got to my house even though I freAKING STARTED THE LAST THREE CONVERSATIONS AND DOUBLE TEXTED HIM MULIPLE TIMES!


So I haven’t even had  the desire to see him again.


And hopefully that’s the end of that.

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