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Watered
Watered

Watered

Existance
Existance

Existance

Ends
Ends

Ends

Wishes
Wishes

Wishes

Types Of
Types Of

Types Of

The
The

The

Love Is
Love Is

Love Is

Good Guy
Good Guy

Good Guy

You Like It
You Like It

You Like It

Cyanide And Happieness
Cyanide And Happieness

Cyanide And Happieness

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guy: I wonder how this guy is doing, does anyone know him?😄
guy: I wonder how this guy is doing, does anyone know him?😄

I wonder how this guy is doing, does anyone know him?😄

guy: Guy I didn’t match with went to my insta, then my website, used my progressional commission form to send me this old timey letter-themed email. Very odd but endearing lmao
guy: Guy I didn’t match with went to my insta, then my website, used my progressional commission form to send me this old timey letter-themed email. Very odd but endearing lmao

Guy I didn’t match with went to my insta, then my website, used my progressional commission form to send me this old timey letter-themed...

guy: logicloup: infamy-and-plunder: goopy-amethyst: neopetcemetery: someone has waited their entire career to use this headline Scientist should say something else This guy needs a raise
guy: logicloup:
infamy-and-plunder:

goopy-amethyst:

neopetcemetery:
someone has waited their entire career to use this headline

Scientist should say something else


This guy needs a raise

logicloup: infamy-and-plunder: goopy-amethyst: neopetcemetery: someone has waited their entire career to use this headline Scientist s...

guy: logicloup: infamy-and-plunder: goopy-amethyst: neopetcemetery: someone has waited their entire career to use this headline Scientist should say something else This guy needs a raise
guy: logicloup:
infamy-and-plunder:

goopy-amethyst:

neopetcemetery:
someone has waited their entire career to use this headline

Scientist should say something else


This guy needs a raise

logicloup: infamy-and-plunder: goopy-amethyst: neopetcemetery: someone has waited their entire career to use this headline Scientist s...

guy: feedmecookiesnow: not-the-blue: @fandomforoz art for @letsallsleepoverwork, who came up with the absolutely adorable idea of the hawkeyes braiding Bucky’s hair and painting his nails! thank you!!  I thought this was cute so I wrote a story for it. ** Practice on Me New York in August, Bucky thinks, is a special kind of hell. He’s laying on the floor of his apartment with the shades all drawn and a fan blasting directly on him. He’s wearing nothing but his boxers. His entire body is pressed to the cool hardwood of the floor. There’s a cold washcloth over his forehead. An iced water sitting next to him. And yet none of it is making a dent in the heat. It’s thick. It’s awful. It’s like breathing soup. “Definitely hell,” he says to the dark room. “One-hundred percent, Grade A, whole wheat hell.” His phone rings. Bucky cracks an eye open, then gropes around on the floor for it until he can stab at it. “What?” Clint’s voice echoes through the speaker. “Oooh, you sound angry. What’s wrong?” “I’m hot,” Bucky says. “My air conditioning is broke, and the guy can’t fix it until Friday.” “Oh god.” Clint sounds horrified. “That’s the worst thing I’ve heard today.” He pauses, and then says, “Well, second worst. My favorite taco guy was out of the spicy guacamole. I had to settle for regular.” “It must be hard being you,” Bucky says dryly, and Clint laughs. “Anyway. What do you want?” “I was going to ask if I could come over,” Clint says. “But I think now it would be better if you came to my place instead.” Keep reading
guy: feedmecookiesnow:
not-the-blue:
@fandomforoz art for @letsallsleepoverwork, who came up with the absolutely adorable idea of the hawkeyes braiding Bucky’s hair and painting his nails! thank you!! 
I thought this was cute so I wrote a story for it. 
**
Practice on Me
New York in August, Bucky thinks, is a special kind of hell. 
He’s laying on the floor of his apartment with the shades all drawn 
and a fan blasting directly on him. He’s wearing nothing but his boxers.
 His entire body is pressed to the cool hardwood of the floor. There’s a
 cold washcloth over his forehead. An iced water sitting next to him. 
And yet none of it is making a dent in the heat. It’s thick. It’s awful. It’s like breathing soup.
“Definitely hell,” he says to the dark room. “One-hundred percent, Grade A, whole wheat hell.”
His phone rings. Bucky cracks an eye open, then gropes around on the floor for it until he can stab at it. “What?”
Clint’s voice echoes through the speaker. “Oooh, you sound angry. What’s wrong?”
“I’m hot,” Bucky says. “My air conditioning is broke, and the guy can’t fix it until Friday.”
“Oh god.” Clint sounds horrified. “That’s the worst thing I’ve heard 
today.” He pauses, and then says, “Well, second worst. My favorite taco 
guy was out of the spicy guacamole. I had to settle for regular.”
“It must be hard being you,” Bucky says dryly, and Clint laughs. “Anyway. What do you want?”
“I was going to ask if I could come over,” Clint says. “But I think now it would be better if you came to my place instead.” Keep reading

feedmecookiesnow: not-the-blue: @fandomforoz art for @letsallsleepoverwork, who came up with the absolutely adorable idea of the hawkeyes...

guy: I agree with this guy
guy: I agree with this guy

I agree with this guy

guy: Found out about this guy from a friend… for anyone who needs quick tips on small household repairs
guy: Found out about this guy from a friend… for anyone who needs quick tips on small household repairs

Found out about this guy from a friend… for anyone who needs quick tips on small household repairs

guy: This guy was murdered! by Bagel_ghost9 MORE MEMES
guy: This guy was murdered! by Bagel_ghost9
MORE MEMES

This guy was murdered! by Bagel_ghost9 MORE MEMES

guy: Some construction workers were “partially” wearing their masks, so our safety guy put this on my bus.
guy: Some construction workers were “partially” wearing their masks, so our safety guy put this on my bus.

Some construction workers were “partially” wearing their masks, so our safety guy put this on my bus.

guy: the-world-will-end-guy: justmebeingtheweirdmeiam: doomdayslive: 8 through 10 didn’t have to hit that far  Hey I got a 10 out of 10 at something for once. You didn’t have to call me out like that!
guy: the-world-will-end-guy:
justmebeingtheweirdmeiam:


doomdayslive:
8 through 10 didn’t have to hit that far 


Hey I got a 10 out of 10 at something for once.



You didn’t have to call me out like that!

the-world-will-end-guy: justmebeingtheweirdmeiam: doomdayslive: 8 through 10 didn’t have to hit that far  Hey I got a 10 out of 10 at...

guy: the-world-will-end-guy: justmebeingtheweirdmeiam: doomdayslive: 8 through 10 didn’t have to hit that far  Hey I got a 10 out of 10 at something for once. You didn’t have to call me out like that!
guy: the-world-will-end-guy:
justmebeingtheweirdmeiam:


doomdayslive:
8 through 10 didn’t have to hit that far 


Hey I got a 10 out of 10 at something for once.



You didn’t have to call me out like that!

the-world-will-end-guy: justmebeingtheweirdmeiam: doomdayslive: 8 through 10 didn’t have to hit that far  Hey I got a 10 out of 10 at...

guy: Thank you random tinder guy
guy: Thank you random tinder guy

Thank you random tinder guy

guy: Guy annoys girlfriend with puns at IKEA
guy: Guy annoys girlfriend with puns at IKEA

Guy annoys girlfriend with puns at IKEA

guy: I found it guy! I found it!
guy: I found it guy! I found it!

I found it guy! I found it!

guy: kittenoftheinternet: catchymemes: When a random guy with a saxophone shows up to the club they let him have a solo this is so wholesome!
guy: kittenoftheinternet:
catchymemes:

When a random guy with a saxophone shows up to the club
they let him have a solo this is so wholesome!

kittenoftheinternet: catchymemes: When a random guy with a saxophone shows up to the club they let him have a solo this is so wholesome!

guy: ups-dogs: Sadie waiting for treats when her UPS guy comes to visit Ona, WV
guy: ups-dogs:

Sadie waiting for treats when her UPS guy comes to visit Ona, WV

ups-dogs: Sadie waiting for treats when her UPS guy comes to visit Ona, WV

guy: My friend met a guy on Tinder and after weeks of talking they finally met up. It didn’t go well.
guy: My friend met a guy on Tinder and after weeks of talking they finally met up. It didn’t go well.

My friend met a guy on Tinder and after weeks of talking they finally met up. It didn’t go well.

guy: I just love this guy
guy: I just love this guy

I just love this guy

guy: Don’t know why i subbed to this guy tbh by diemzelle MORE MEMES
guy: Don’t know why i subbed to this guy tbh by diemzelle
MORE MEMES

Don’t know why i subbed to this guy tbh by diemzelle MORE MEMES

guy: Who *wouldn’t* swipe right on this little guy?
guy: Who *wouldn’t* swipe right on this little guy?

Who *wouldn’t* swipe right on this little guy?

guy: The guy got his world turned upside down
guy: The guy got his world turned upside down

The guy got his world turned upside down

guy: I’m an easily pleased guy
guy: I’m an easily pleased guy

I’m an easily pleased guy

guy: This guy’s not half bad looking for a maniac
guy: This guy’s not half bad looking for a maniac

This guy’s not half bad looking for a maniac

guy: Family Guy-inspired memes where the tables get turned! #Memes #FamilyGuy #Entertainment #Dank #TVShow
guy: Family Guy-inspired memes where the tables get turned! #Memes #FamilyGuy #Entertainment #Dank #TVShow

Family Guy-inspired memes where the tables get turned! #Memes #FamilyGuy #Entertainment #Dank #TVShow

guy: Get a load of this guy
guy: Get a load of this guy

Get a load of this guy

guy: This guy is objectifying women
guy: This guy is objectifying women

This guy is objectifying women

guy: srsfunny: Don’t be that guy…
guy: srsfunny:

Don’t be that guy…

srsfunny: Don’t be that guy…

guy: Bruh this guy’s stupid
guy: Bruh this guy’s stupid

Bruh this guy’s stupid

guy: Bruh this guy’s stupid by Jakememer MORE MEMES
guy: Bruh this guy’s stupid by Jakememer
MORE MEMES

Bruh this guy’s stupid by Jakememer MORE MEMES

guy: What a great guy
guy: What a great guy

What a great guy

guy: Turns out Sarah Connor was just trying to cure this guy’s coronavirus
guy: Turns out Sarah Connor was just trying to cure this guy’s coronavirus

Turns out Sarah Connor was just trying to cure this guy’s coronavirus

guy: theartofmany: Artist: Antoine Verney-CarronTitle: Ursasuchus“Crocodile / bear hybridMaya/Zbrush/Mari/Arnold/texturingxyzgoing to sell this guy soon!”Oh wow…
guy: theartofmany:

Artist:

Antoine Verney-CarronTitle:

Ursasuchus“Crocodile / bear hybridMaya/Zbrush/Mari/Arnold/texturingxyzgoing to sell this guy soon!”Oh wow…

theartofmany: Artist: Antoine Verney-CarronTitle: Ursasuchus“Crocodile / bear hybridMaya/Zbrush/Mari/Arnold/texturingxyzgoing to sell...

guy: That guy doo doo
guy: That guy doo doo

That guy doo doo

guy: I like this guy.
guy: I like this guy.

I like this guy.

guy: We all Thought this Guy was Crazy When He was Actually Ahead of the Game the Whole Time.
guy: We all Thought this Guy was Crazy When He was Actually Ahead of the Game the Whole Time.

We all Thought this Guy was Crazy When He was Actually Ahead of the Game the Whole Time.

guy: Every guy at the bar after quarantine
guy: Every guy at the bar after quarantine

Every guy at the bar after quarantine

guy: I’ve become her IT guy at home
guy: I’ve become her IT guy at home

I’ve become her IT guy at home

guy: Have a treat or two little guyvia: @goodboymulligan
guy: Have a treat or two little guyvia: @goodboymulligan

Have a treat or two little guyvia: @goodboymulligan

guy: Food delivery guy
guy: Food delivery guy

Food delivery guy

guy: The guy changed his profile pic just for a meme
guy: The guy changed his profile pic just for a meme

The guy changed his profile pic just for a meme

guy: That one guy
guy: That one guy

That one guy

guy: Happens to every guy sometime…
guy: Happens to every guy sometime…

Happens to every guy sometime…

guy: This guy gets it.
guy: This guy gets it.

This guy gets it.

guy: kettleburner: i-have-n0-idea-what-im-d0ing: ampervadasz: Unmute ! This is what “Boys Will Be Boys” should mean That poor guy… has a snore like that AND was burned horribly by his friends???
guy: kettleburner:
i-have-n0-idea-what-im-d0ing:

ampervadasz:
Unmute !

This is what “Boys Will Be Boys” should mean


That poor guy… has a snore like that AND was burned horribly by his friends???

kettleburner: i-have-n0-idea-what-im-d0ing: ampervadasz: Unmute ! This is what “Boys Will Be Boys” should mean That poor guy… has a s...

guy: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
guy: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

guy: Poor guy
guy: Poor guy

Poor guy

guy: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
guy: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...