How Does *Your* Dick Rate?

hey, i wanted to write about 2 or 3 specific things, but then i saw these quizzes, and that all went out the window. i have the attention span of an underdeveloped gnat. only when it comes to myself though. if my nearest/dearest tell me something, it's permanently etched in my small, but sincere brain. i just finished watching sorority girls on mtv. i psychotically love that show! jordan is a fucking badass. the kind of girl that i would definitely be friends with. i used to hang out w/ a girl just like her in high school. if i had been straight...actually, if i had been straight, we wouldn't have been the close friends we were. we woulda mucked it up w/ sex, and junk. today, i helped this gorgeous guy, and he gave me his number. i told him thanks, but i was living w/ someone. he said, "well, whatever". as in, you can still call me. some people think that's shitty, and it may be. you know what though? i was the same way. if you were down to fuck, i didn't care if you were "involved". i wanted you, and if you wanted me, then it was on. i guess i was a homewrecker of sorts. i wasn't the worst, but, if you hate those types, you woulda hated me. i was young, and cocky, and horny, and selfish, and conceited. i hate writing that, but it's true. i went through these periods where i...**okay, i have to word this carefully**...i took advantage of the way people responded to my looks without feeling too badly about it. most of the time, i could never "flaunt my shit", but, there are times. it was a lot more frequent like in my late teens - early twenties. now, as an old timer of 29, not so much. however, where does the line get drawn? a while back, i went to venice beach w/ my homegirl patches. it was a beautiful hot so cal day, and i took my shirt off. i wasn't strutting down the street, or anything. just walking/talking/browsing like everybody else. patches made fun of me for being shirtless. i KNOW she was kidding. i KNOW it. but, i got embarrassed, and put my shirt back on. not right after she said it, cuz that woulda been too obvious, but, like a few minutes later while she was engrossed in some candle place, i slipped it back on. of course, her being her, she couldn't just leave it alone. she said she was just kidding, and i didn't have to put it on, and then she got all complimentary, and shit. i had just had enough, you know? i can take teasing. i'm shy, but i'm not some delicate flower. i know your mates will fuck with you from time to time. i do it too, so whatever, right? the point is, now that you know you've obviously embarrassed me, and i do in fact become embarrassed, then just cut it out please. i'm not yelling/crying/mad/attitude giving/etc. so just get your chuckle, and move on. it ended up with me sorta snapping at her like, "i know you're kidding, but i'm not gonna retake it off now, so just drop it. i DON'T wanna talk about this anymore". she did, then i felt bad, and blah blah blah. by the way, i'm talking about all this for a reason. but now, i don't wanna talk about it. figures don't it?

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