Damn These Electric Sex Pants

Classical Musician. Baby Feminist. Fat. Nerdy. Crass.
      
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epic4chan:

They’re both texting someone right now saying ‘some weird guy next to me is wearing the same thing as me.’ 

epic4chan:

They’re both texting someone right now saying ‘some weird guy next to me is wearing the same thing as me.’ 

(via bannersbruce)

Go fuck yourself. 

Go fuck yourself. 

I have some epic amount of dating going on.

Tomorrow

Government teacher named John. 39. Divorced. Teenager son that does not live with him.  He’s nice, funny, we have some interests and beliefs in common. He’s not like, knock my socks off attractive. But he’s got a really sexy voice. We’re going to Big Truck Tacos. Possibly back to his place to watch MST3K. 

Thursday

Lunch with my high school conductor. NOT A DATE. 

Afternoon coffee with a science teacher. 41. We’ve been chatting for about 2 months. He’s very interesting. Extremely intelligent, but humble. Well spoken but laid back.  And hot. Really pretty sexy. 

Friday

My reliable shag is going to wake me up Friday morning. He’s going to wake me up with pleasure and we’re going to shag like rabbits. I’m excited. 

Beyond that, I have some bites for a first date but nothing set in stone. Not to mention sexy poet who drinks his feelings will probably do a booty call this weekend. 

(And I wait for Dave to resurface. Patiently. I must wait patiently.)

I’m so frickin’ bored it hurts.

I mean my apartment is a mess, I could spend all night cleaning, but that isn’t fun!

I want to have fun!!

*Yes I’m entirely aware that I’m being a spoiled brat right now*