Got in touch with an old friend from a far and it’s jogging along some memories of fending off the advances of women who did not veer course upon discovering I was already romantically involved.
this is like the only thread that gets updated on the sex, relationships section...hm.
I think it’s a mixed blessing that my gf doesn’t have ritzy tastes. It’s chill that she’s down to earth..but so rare that she goes out-to-the-city dressage.
I’ve been donning this dainty pair of old navy cotton-twill gloves for the past few weeks.
I haven’t had a date in months.
When you’re conscious about something that fails to exist (in my pack, i’m toting hairy palms), you become extremely
doubtful about greeting people with hi-fives - closed fists daps and i ought to be safe… for now.
I’ve been donning this dainty pair of old navy cotton-twill gloves for the past few weeks.
I haven’t had a date in months.
When you’re conscious about something that fails to exist (in my pack, i’m toting hairy palms), you become extremely
doubtful about greeting people with hi-fives - closed fists daps and i ought to be safe… for now.
*sighs*
lol---i guess that’s a good explanation of how the “fist dap” came into existence.
it’s all good man.....things come in waves, which means to every high point, there’s a low point before it.