When I used to cry my eyes out over some douchebag that hurt me back in the day...I was secretly wishing that I'd become this cold-hearted bitch that could set aside my emotions and just sex it up, having fun. My friends were doing it...why couldn't I?
30 and Flirty
Today I am 30. (Technically I will be 30 at 4:30 p.m. but who's counting?) I am not any closer to finding the man of my dreams, nor do I care to be closer to finding him...but here's to a different set of dates, new adventures, and new loves in my 30s. It can only … Continue reading 30 and Flirty
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While I've clearly stated I don't care to date anyone (at the moment), it hasn't stopped guys from asking me out and/or guys being douchebags. It also hasn't stopped the ridiculous emails that I get on a daily basis and the crazies that keep finding me.
I do…
I think my eyes popped out of my head. And maybe my va-jay-jay popped out too. At that moment, my invisible chastity belt hung on for dear life. Really dude? We hadn’t even had sex yet…and here he was talking about wanting to get me pregnant. Uh. Negative. No way. No effin’ way!
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