Could someone follow me and please change that

The point in the relationship when your bf freely releases gas around you. Farts away! The romance dies.

I’m always horny when I get back from the gym. Blah these are the times I wish I was makin hot passionate love with someone I was dating.

So much god damn gay beautiful men out there it hurts. Unfortunately I don’t fall anywhere near in that category. They’re all just pretty faces really. And sometimes it makes me sick to see nothin but that on my dash. The fucking, the kissing, the fucking, the kissing. I mean we’ve gotten to the point where we’re so comfortable in our own skin we just post ourselves uncovered to the world. Strangers free to look at us in poses you can only imagine lol. We’ve come far but sometimes it feels we have taken a step back. We’re programmed to think of nothing but fucking thanks to the Internet. And fantasizing over what is supposed to be hot and what is not. Are wants to be completed by some other lovely soul who “exists somewhere”. Some of us stay focused and reach the goals we oh so tried to set for us. Some of us like myself fail miserably and feel like the time may never come. Eye candy is nice to look at. But I just want one person to love. I’m trying to be content with my mind body and soul. Maybe they’ll come and maybe they won’t. To say everyone has their soul mate seems kinda hokey. If you want something or see something in someone special you better go reach out there and grab it. May be surprised what you may find. If you wait too long you may lose it and not get a second chance. I’m not on a search but I’ve got my eyes open. Willing to open my heart for something special. There’s all types of beauty in this world. I think we’re all lost in this insane asylum. I know we all get crazy with our desires and stress ridden lives. I just want to be able to get to where I want in life and not lose the trueness in myself along the way. It’s going to hurt I know. But I’ve been hurting for awhile now. It gives me character and makes this skin thick. It makes me level headed. Imperfections and downfalls somehow turn out to be those hands that grab on to you. Those hands that can save you in your reality.

It’s official, I deleted my grindr.

I can’t help the fact that I look young for my age. Can’t get anyone I’m attracted to, to date me because I look like jailbait. Jesus Christ