I want someone to see me for who I am. I want someone to look and me and see more than just a conquest that they want to fuck. I’m sick of being the girl that you fuck for a year but don’t speak to in public. I’m sick of being the girl that you rape when she comes over to tell you she’s pregnant. I’m sick of being the gullible girl that believes that someone might actually be interested in her mind and that this one will be different and that he’ll want more than just to get his pencil wet.
“Looking around here you think
Sure, she’s got everything
I’ve got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty
I’ve got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingamabobs?
I’ve got twenty!
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more.”
I'm Britni, a snarky bitch and generally awesome person. I write about sex, love, and bullshit. If sex-positivity, discussions about BDSM and kink, queer issues, and topics that are completely inappropriate by society's standards make you uncomfortable, then this blog is not for you.
Good Vibes 
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There are good, kind, honest men out there. You haven't met the one yet who will knock your socks off. You WILL. I'm glad you deleted the Bruiser's number, and I'm glad Mr. Blue Eyes is respectful of you.
Just hang in there!
What Meg said. Someone like that is out there, you deserve them, and you will find them!
Hold out for a good one. Make him work for it. Make him prove he's worth your time.
You deserve all that and so much more, beautiful. Truly deserving.
Did Mr. Blue Eyes turn out to be an ass too?
No, Mr. Blue Eyes is not an asshole yet! We had a minor communication issue, but I wrote this last night because I was just generally feeling shitty about the way I've been treated. And in order to avoid it happening again, I actually set a boundary with Mr. BE and let him know what I need and what I will tolerate. I'm pretty proud of myself, actually.