Oh. I forgot that Bloopdiary likes to randomly shut down when you're just about to publish an entry. Lol. Lesson learned nice and early, thanks, Bloop! The entry I wrote before this one, was, of course, much better, more interesting, more coherent, with pictures! Pictures of me, naked, in a santa hat, pictures of my dick, etc. ...I'm utterly lying, by the way. But it was slightly more coherent than this one...
I was just looking at my old diary. I won't make an effort to recover my old password. I want a new start. I haven't written in it since 2011, it's kind of weird to see how much has changed. I want to be that carefree, sexual person again. I'm sick of being a shell of my former self. I read an old entry of mine and got really horny over the memories it brought back. When life was dirtier, more... raw. Now I'm sitting here, thumbing through my contacts on my old phone, trying to find someone who might maybe be interested in a comfort fuck at noon on a Tuesday. People who I haven't spoken to in years. I don't have the balls to call or text any of them. They probably think I'm dead. From AIDS. Or killed in some kind of S&M game gone wrong. Or auto-asphyxiated, like Michael Hutchence! Mmmm Michael Hutchence. I love you. I looooveeee youuuuuu. Let me have sex with your corrrrpseee. Nope. Still here. Bored. Horny. Lonely. Fat. Did I mention that? Faaaaaaattttttttttttttt.
I need to go and get my hair cut because I have a date tomorrow. I have lied to this guy about everything and it's really scary, because I'm not good at lying, and I just know I will fuck up at one point and contradict one of my earlier lies. I just wanted to pretend for a while that I'm your normal, run of the mill kind of guy. I thought, this guy seems really normal and nice, and I just want a normal, nice guy to date. And normal, nice guys, don't go for guys with my kind of history. So I kind of... just... omitted some details. ...I need to go and get a hair cut.
This entry was not how I wanted it to be. The one I wrote before, before Bloop ate it, was better. More serious. More... Less... More respectable. Give me respect, dammit. ...That'll do. |