Also known as navel-gazing.
It looks like I need to do some. Things are all in a jumble. I seem to be fucking the wrong men, in the wrong order, for the wrong reasons.
Right now I am too tired for the above reasons, but I will return to expand upon these issues:
- Date Boy – just after having his ego stroked, enjoying being chased more than the spoils?
- Iain – a kiss, a cuddle and a great fuck. Just what my own flailing ego needs.
- Bunny – the kinky fuckbuddy, a rehash of emotions old and older.
- My last love – am I not as over him as I thought?
for now though, I’m going to numb my brain a little on the sofa.