Alright, I’ll be honest here…

I’ve been wanting some action.

It all started last week.
I was having some trouble with putting myself to sleep, so I decided to watch scalp massage videos on YouTube (lol I know I suck). Video after video, it went on, and on, and on… until I found myself watching lap dance videos.

Man, if I had a dick, I would have had a massive boner that could have went on for days.
The videos got me that thirsty lol

But the thing is, I don’t want to do any of those with my girlfriend. I just don’t see myself doing it with her. It’s not that I’m not attracted to her, I just don’t feel like doing it with her. Okay, maybe I’m not attracted to her in THAT way.
Or maybe I am, it’s just that I don’t want to fuck her because
1. She’s my girlfriend
2. I don’t think she’s into that stuff
3. She’s my girlfriend
4. I really don’t think she’s into that stuff
5. She’s my girlfriend
6. I’ve never really talked to her about it
7. She’s my girlfriend
8. She said she doesn’t want to do it, ever.

Lately, I’ve been dreaming about making out, and even fucking someone else. Thing is, the person’s faceless. Like, I know it’s a girl, but I don’t see any facial feature so I really can’t tell who she is. I want to do it so bad, but I don’t want to do it with her, and yeah, I’m down with doing it with someone else… I think.

Does this even qualify as cheating because I honestly don’t know anymore. I am so confused.

Fuck you, YouTube and your lap dance videos. :(((

Can I get “If I was your girlfriend…” messages?

(via mryrsgtn-x)

Alright, so let’s pretend that all of you’s my girlfriend. Okay, so here goes…

I’m not sure if I’m just being shallow or anything, but you just fucking tore down my trust.

I don’t know if you remember, but that guy used to fucking hit on you, and I bet he still does. I’m not sure if you entertain him, but I really hope you don’t, didn’t, and won’t. So, now you’re fucking talking to him? Wow, how would you like it if I talked to every girl that ever hit and hits on me?
I don’t know if you’re that naive, or if you’re just plain dense, or that you’re that much of an undercover flirt, I don’t even fucking know anymore.

I don’t trust you, and I never will.
Never again.