I was going to spend my morning writing, after getting started on chores. Instead, I spent it arguing with the man I told to fuck himself the night before. I would like to know why men seem more interested in me when I'm mean to them. If I could only be that way with someone when I'm crazy about them. (Thank god those are few and far between.)
Still with the celibacy. It's working for me. So far, for over two months. (That's what toys and the shower are for, right?) Although it's not quite the same. So it's so very tempting to have company over late. It's times like these that my procrastinating tendencies come in handy.
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