I had a very nice night the other night and just feel like writing, so that's nice. No posts about psychopathic shit tonight, we're all on a good wave, babeyyyyy

Let's see, where to begin:

just got paid! And I got a paid gig tonight! So between that and the extra 100 bucks I get tonight, I'll be able to finally impulse buy one of those sexy bellydance outfits I saw online, or geodes, or go to a farmer's market or something, really nice. I want something shimmery but still screams 'effortless' and 'beachy bad bitch' and 'didnt try all that hard'. I don't care how that sounds, I like the vibes! I met a woman in Berkeley selling amazing clothes that fit my aesthetic of 'sexy hippie' and sadly since she was 1) a New Yorker, 2) probably on heroin or something, she ended up screaming her head off at me unprovoked and I didn't get to buy her gorgeous clothes! Whatever, I'll get it for cheaper off of Etsy from someone with customer service skills and free shipping, bitch!

Went on a date with someone nice last week, they were charming. They're nonbinary like me, tattooed, a mullet (a sexy Gen Z one, not a gross 90s one,) a little nutty but still maybe 50 to 75% grounded in reality, have a deep voice, nice hazel eyes, and they tipped like 10 bucks to a waitress on a probably 20 to 30 dollar bill! Not gonna lie, that makes my pussy throb, especially after working in food service but having my ex boyfriend be the 'Why must I tipppppp its their jobbbbb i hate these tabletsssssssss' type guy. My date has asked to see me almost every single day since last Tues/Wednesday, and it's cute. I'd see them again, totally, if I were not super ill. (Funny enough, they messaged me as I wrote this. How adorable.) Are there some red flags? With them, yes. But they're nice so far and I'm open to a non serious friendly flirty attachment.

My fuckbuddy, after breaking my bed on accident (it's easy to break) came over the next day to fix it for me, and they were impressive with their brains and brawn, I was actually astonished! They managed to use their strength all by themselves to fix my bed, then they did this really impressive strategy to make sure my bed holds in place and didn't fall anymore. EXTREMELY impressive. I audibly yelped "WOW! HOLY SHIT, that makes the pussy throb!" I pre-made some toffee chocolate chip cookies to be warm by their arrival, and they seemed to love them. Then we fucked like animals. (Did I get sick this way? Absolutely yes. But was the sex amazing? Hell yeah.) Then just to be extra sweet, they let me rest after getting my pussy absolutely demolished and back blown out to SHIT, as they picked up any of the trash in my bedroom (they know I struggle with my bedroom). Really sweet guy, he can be very thoughtful.

Also, I got a concussion! And a sore throat (from fuckbuddy)! Concussion was me trying to admire the work they did on my bed and full on slamming my skull against my windowsill, sore throat was because I fucked my fuckbuddy but let him take his mask off and kept kissing his nose, which I forgot he kept blowing all day before our banging..... And then I slept on my neck and hips and spine weird on my unmade bed and had full body rigor mortis-esque shit. I literally was so mad, I woke up at like 8am or something and couldn't fucking physically move my body all that much until like 4pm? I thought I was going to DIE. LITERALLY I THOUGHT ID BE FOUND DEAD BY MY FUCKING ROOMMATE WITH A YELLOW TURMERIC COVERED TONGUE AND BUTT ASS NAKED!

Around 6pm, my fuckbuddy swooped in like Superman and helped me get some food in my system, and let me rest my poor fucked up neck on their cool ass neck support memory foam pillows while they cuddled me. Then we had a surprise fuck session, (like three of them,) slept together and cuddled for hours until like 12:30am (we were supposed to leave at 10:30pm, I hope they got enough rest for their shift today, lol,) shared my good ass oreo and m&m mcflurry and burgers and fries with them, had some pleasant lovely conversations, and then overall had a blast learning more about them. It's nice!

I kept thinking during some moments "Damn, if someone told me back in 2021 that he'd be in my life, resetting alarms over and over just to have prolonged snuggles with me, telling me vulnerable stuff, and overall being a sweet and funny person that I enjoy the presence of... I wouldn't believe you. Huh! Funny how life works out!"

I do think sucking them off while I was sick was a bad idea, my throat went from almost fully healed to raw and open again. Maybe deepthroating and having all my bacteria infested throat mucus on their cock, bobbing up and down into my mouth when it's trying to exist, was a baaaaaaad caaaaall.... I gotta get a pump action squirt gun and just blast a whole bunch of turmeric and peppermint tulsi tea right where my uvula is. Maybe that'll help. I'd do it today, buuuuut.... eeeeeh... I'd have to wash out this one bottle I have that had perfumed soybean oil in it, and that seems like a pain.

I had a pleasant day and I woke up with no head or body pain past maybe mild concussion ouchies, feeling nice and blissful, and extra pleasant. Feels good man.

Life is really nice.

Peace out.