Short goodbye

BF just left and I'm sad. I just walked him to the metro station and kissed him goodbye. I guess there won't be anoyone to come home to tonite. God, I sound like we're married already and it hasn't even been that long. But I do think that the distance will do us good. It would help us appreciate each other more and realize the value of what we have together. And it would also help me not feel like I am dependant on him every day of my life.

There's always the good memories I guess. Until we see each other again.

It's official

I'm dating a pornstar.

DIRGA?

Whenever I thought that two people would have sex in my bathroom, I always imagined that one of them would be me. However, things don't always turn out the way you expect them. And this is exactly what is happening right now. Two strangers are fucking in my bathroom at this very moment. And as I sit here writing this, I can hear the occasional "fuck me", "give it to me harder" and other sexual expressions wafting through the door. And even though it's 9pm, my "supposed to be beach-boy bf" is passed out on the bed after having drunk himself silly all day while I was at work.

WHAT THE FUCK!!!

Boys of Summer

It's been a while, just been crazy busy. Life. And I guess the only reason I am writing is because I want to keep last weekend alive forever.

It was my first time at a real beach. Can you believe it? 22 years and never been on a beach until last weekend. But it was definitely worth the wait..

Went to Rehoboth beach and met this really funny, cute, energetic country boy who kept me entertained all weekend. And it was wonderful to hold hands all weekend..among other things..which include but are not limited to a drunken midnight stroll on the beach, bloody marry brunch and offcourse the "bed" incident.

Can you really find love at the beach? Or am i just part of the "boys of summer"?

Time will tell...