Comments on Me Big. You Little.: Kiss & Tell (this isn't a sex blog)

It sounds like you and I share the same kind of li...

2008-08-13T15:05:00.000-04:00

It sounds like you and I share the same kind of lifestyle. 'Soul sisters', perhaps. I'm not one to wallow in the majesty of coincidence, but just yesterday I busted out my old VHS copies of "Romancing the Stone" and "Jewel of the Nile" because Douglas and Turner go together like coffee and cigarettes. I salute your good taste.

Our one main difference however is that I have decided to write a "nothing-but-sex" blog, because it's the only thing that inspires me to write anymore. Well, it's not much of a sex blog, I just started it a couple days ago so it's mainly me just ranting about my life. I found your blog when I googled myself (sounds dirty doesn't it?) to see how easy it might be for my shithead uncle to find me on here. (I'm hiding, you see) The title of this post of yours is almost the same as my blog title.

Wow, I kind of went off about myself a bunch there, didn't I? Sorry, I mainly wanted to say that I like the way you write and I'll probably subscribe to you so I can get my daily dose of outside girl-rant so I don't get too "high on my own supply." Ta ta

bet you never heard about singapore girls next doo...

2006-08-16T12:38:00.000-04:00

bet you never heard about singapore girls next door!.

Tease. Keep that up and I'll steal one of those da...

2006-06-03T05:47:00.000-04:00

Tease. Keep that up and I'll steal one of those damned things from Staten Island a/k/a forklift central.

Yeah, if I remember correctly, you are small guy. ...

2006-06-03T00:41:00.000-04:00

Yeah, if I remember correctly, you are small guy. Any throwing of me up on anything might require a forklift. But I'd wait for you to find one on the right night.

You're just a contradiction aren't ya? I would def...

2006-06-02T03:26:00.000-04:00

You're just a contradiction aren't ya? I would definitely enjoy this if I were in New York again. Alas I'm doing coal. Also, I didn't drive in New York and besides which you were/are a bit on the tall side so a city bus will have to do.

Wuwwzzu.....

Yeah, asiatown. That of course is the problem. G...

2006-06-01T18:38:00.000-04:00

Yeah, asiatown. That of course is the problem. Generally I have been learning to accept that I am of the former, like to be thrown on the hood kind of person. I know that it is mostly because I have repressed any desires to throw people on the car hood, as I have always felt like a wolf in grandma's clothing, and constantly feared being the ogre no one wanted when pointing my lust anywhere. So I learned never to give off signals and constantly glide under the friend radar. I know that sounds retarded considering I am in bed with the guy, what's the point of being coy? The insecurities run deeper that I can grasp all at once, and so I go into my sexual comfort zone as an object. It's so silly, finding youself being a thing in someone else's arms. And wanting/needing that comfort of thingness. One of sex's little trappings.

My word verification for today: wuwwzzu

i want to hear that whispered hot and close in the dark. without too much spit.

Ahem. This entire situation could have been avoide...

2006-05-24T13:57:00.000-04:00

Ahem. This entire situation could have been avoided by simply going straight into wolverine devour mode and inciting him to fend for his life. An interesting crazy lady once told me that there are two kinds of people in the world: those who want to be thrown on the hood of their car and those who do the throwing.

And of course this is not a sex blog.

D-you are always so long-winded...love it. and the...

2006-05-24T08:07:00.000-04:00

D-you are always so long-winded...love it. and the fact that you used the word engorged. thing is, how to not be sucked into the law and order reruns? how?... so i guess this makes me reader number 13 then, doesn't it?

I've recently gotten in touch with my inner needy ...

2006-05-23T00:46:00.000-04:00

I've recently gotten in touch with my inner needy girl, and I think its a good thing. Only, I'm not entirely sure what to do with it, or how to take care of myself appropriately and not just cry a lot. Like you, not really a cry for help, but something more complex.