all hail the king
martin luther took it out on me bad this weekend...in terms of online crutchery, that is.
2 dates. 2 more to check off the list.
although one did endear himself to me.
he lied about his height - big time - but endeared himself, nonetheless.
he wrote to me, the next day: 'i just want you to know that i think you're so beautiful. you have the most amazing lips. i'm so glad we met.'
the kid didn't say 2 words to me the entire time.
we had coffee.
i talked...the entrire time.
he walked me home.
to my door step.
he asked for a hug.
it was cute.
i know, i know...but i don't want cute.
i want carnal and adoring with a side of i got it together and i'm gonna take you and make you mine - awe snap can i get a witness....
sorry...
when i date older men, i feel lost - like a child in the park with her uncle - at dusk...
when i date men my age, i feel like i should let them suckle at my teet...
when i date men from the ages of 30-34, i feel like i should just mount or get on my back...
which leaves me:
a)making bad decisions (forgive me father, for i have only sinned twice in my 3 years of online debauchery)
b)masturbating (jenna has been incorporated into the routine)
c)going to hookah bars - where the sweet taste of tobacco lingers in my mouth, i dance all night like un animal, and middle eastern men bellydance and twirl me around
i'm going for option c) followed by option b) - this saturday. i decided dancing makes me feel all woman. amen.
i think that's my safest bet.
posted by tinamarie @ 3:39 PM
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