Friends, Acquaintances and Phone Number Collectors…

I sit in my room, looking threw my Facebook and My Phone……

Over 700 Facebook friends, Only 70 Numbers….

Man I feel Like a total looser

I lost my phone recently and asked people to msg me with their number, a selection of people did and the rest……….. well guess they are just a FB number.

I can see the people who care and ask how I am, and the people who ask if I wanna join them to get drunk, the rest of the numbers….. collects dusts, if thats even possible in cyber world….

The world seems to become a darker place the older you become

I miss the times of seeing things as a giant bubble, and sitting in my bedroom when sick saying out load “Please god, make me better, make me better” and having the innocents to believe he/she would…….

On my way home I went to boots and bought some witchhazel, and I smelled it, it made me remember my late nana who would give this to me when I fell over and scraped my knee…. she would tell me it was a witch’s potion that would make me better…

How I miss those days.

Friends, Acquaintances and Phone Number Collectors…

I sit in my room, looking threw my Facebook and My Phone……

Over 700 Facebook friends, Only 70 Numbers….

Man I feel Like a total looser

I lost my phone recently and asked people to msg me with their number, a selection of people did and the rest……….. well guess they are just a FB number.

I can see the people who care and ask how I am, and the people who ask if I wanna join them to get drunk, the rest of the numbers….. collects dusts, if thats even possible in cyber world….

The world seems to become a darker place the older you become

I miss the times of seeing things as a giant bubble, and sitting in my bedroom when sick saying out load “Please god, make me better, make me better” and having the innocents to believe he/she would…….

On my way home I went to boots and bought some witchhazel, and I smelled it, it made me remember my late nana who would give this to me when I fell over and scraped my knee…. she would tell me it was a witch’s potion that would make me better…

How I miss those days.

2nd Date…. FROM HELL

Using a cute/innocent picture so I can once again play the role of the VICTIM!!

So I met this guy on Grindr, we have been chatting, planning to meet but it’s always been HIT N MISS

So today we finally met.

We headed to G-A-Y Bar for a drink, and sat outside the theater, we chatted away, talking about types of guys we liked, I could see him looking at me with his eyes, but felt he was friendly…

It was then he used the old OMG MY PHONE IS DYING CAN I COME TO YOUR PLACE TO CHARGE,

We grabbed a bottle and headed back, I saw his phone and it was no way near to death, but hay ho,  I’m horny LOL

So we both decided to just chill, but you know two GAY guys cannot be alone without some hussle or bussle….

WE HAD SEX….

GREAT SEX

MIND BLOWING SEX

and then……………..

He freaked out and said he needed to go……. I was confused, we was getting along so well..

It was then his phone rang…..

“Hello Baby, I am at the station, be back in around 40 mins”

I could hear a voice…. It was female…….

I noticed the ring….

He was married

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE”]

Date was well and truly over…

Well…. Straight sex seems to be much more fun than GAY

Any single ladies wanna play some ball?

The Truth Is Out Their

I don’t believe in a God, I don’t believe in a deity, I believe that we are all responsible for each other.
I do, however, think nice thoughts about my phone/lap top when it starts playing up!!!
You know cause it helps!!!