THE WEIGHT LOSS *ugh*

Looking to lose 20 by the end of April...

In process of recreating my eating regimen.

Since I don't work from home full time anymore, it is much easier (to NOT snack all the time) however lately I've been fluctuating between six pounds and its driving me insane.

Tommorrow I will do a more detailed update

Stay tuned! :)

::::SOFT SEX:::::

*hangs head in self pity*

You know I've always been pretty frank when it comes to sex. Actually, I think I'm pretty good at it for a fatty girl. I'd like to believe I KNOW what I'm doing but that shit isn't always reciprocated now is it?

I dated this guy once whom I'll dub the name SOFTY. Now this cat had major attitude and charm, and he was an asshole. Call me twisted but I was intrigued by it. In the process of getting to know each other, he majestically slid in the fact he lived with his moms. OK, SIGN number 1. I will say you MUST pay attention to this story so you can see all the f- ups I made ha! Ok anyhow, softy was in the process of a separation- hmm ok I can swing that "I guess". I honestly became void to the idea of getting to know him but of course like some women we ignore the little voice and listen to the one that leads us in the land of no damn good.

So we went out on a few dates, nothing elaborate that I was use to. You see, I had the agenda because well I kinda just wanted it to be casual you know? Therefore, my expectations weren't mega high as long as he covered the basics. Many would argue this is how you end up getting to where I ended but who said life was fair? Me and this man spent alot of time together and as things progressed, I noticed little shit. The kind of shit that made me raise an eyebrow or two. However, I'd brush it off. Such as him elaborating on how much he loved to eat pussy. Ok sign #2. In my hay day, any joker who keeps raving on about his Y licking abilities has something wrong with his ass. Yet, I just casually listened and sure I was intrigued by it.

What girl doesn't want good head you know? So the days/weeks traveled and I said you know maybe I'll give him the cookies because I needed a piece *shrug* And he seemed nice, and well why not? Hmmm

The night leading up to use swapping fuck faces, Softy leisurely slid in the fact he had to go purchase MAGNUMS. Now I'm no saint but I also know I dont need a whole lot to get me on Full mark either. I said self, is this fool trying to gas me up? I pray telled he wasn't because I kindly said:

"Umm so how big is it?"

"Oh on a good day about 8 or 9 inches"

Ok this is sign #3. Wtshit does a good day mean? A friend of mine who cried tears as I recanted this horror story said did you not ask this man what was a bad day?

I didn't and the more I began to piece this saga together, I felt like I should have just bowed out of the entire ordeal. But, see what kept me motivated was the idea of him and this hurricane tongue. The fact that I needed his face down there between my thick thighs while I smashed his head in it. Yea graphic artist of the year award goes to me right? *pats self on the back*

So yea, we hook up and I noticed during foreplay he wasn't RISING. His noodle remained limp and I said self is it me? Nah because if so why would the boy continuously keep his head in the Y??? I lied there enjoying this orgasm bliss but then said damn can a girl get a piece?

He walked over to the dresser and I did notice this man wasn't fully erect. He did however slide on his EQUIPMENT lmao and proceeded to have intercourse.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm WAIT

I said were you ready?

He kept saying yea but its like I was ruining his concentration. This joker was focused so that he could finish the race. He then went back to what he was good at then came back and tried again.

The end of this disaster was him humping his life away with a softy. His dick stayed at ground level and the kite just wouldn't fly high. My entire spirit had been tarnished, my soul corrupted by the fuckery of a 46 year old pops giving me soft sex.

Soft effin sex?????????????????????????????????

When done, he wipes sweat from his forehead and removes his jimmy in the bathroom. I was still in culture shock from being in this hostile environment. Did I deserve this? Uh you bet I did..I had all the signs but yet ignored them because the boy said he could give head. Go figure.

The next day he was apprehensive about seeing/talking to me and with damn good reason. I wanted to tell him to lose my digits and buy a fuck dolly from Adam and Eve and stop wasting womens time but although I'm an asshole I didn't. When he did come around there was the conversation of

was it good? blah blah blah.

Sureeeeeeeeeeeeeee it was.
Yes, I lied.