Slut4Life

I Get So Attached To My Belongings

That I don’t even throw away my socks with holes in them.

I don’t wear them, except on accident. And when I accidentally put them on they drive me crazy.

But I still don’t throw them away, I don’t even think about throwing them away.

I’m weird.

I Did Not Study For My Biology Final This Morning

Because…

Reason 1: Fuck biology. Seriously, never take biology in college; it will be the death of your GPA.

Reason 2: Experience has shown that I will not get a decent grade anyway. I studied for all of the exams, right? Exam 2: 57%. Exam 3: 68%. Lab Final Exam: 63%. Fuck you too, biology.

Reason 3: YOLO

College Fucking Sucks

Don’t think I’m kidding, I’m not.

I’m a smart person. I’m graduate second in my class, ACT score of 30 smart. And I’ll be lucky to pull a 3.0 this semester.

Because college is fucking stupid.

And who the hell came up with the concept of finals? Were they on crack?

They just thought, “Hey, let’s see how much harder we can make this on them” or what?

Seriously.

School is literally killing me. I know what you’re thinking, “It can’t literally be killing you.” You want to bet?

Let’s say that I don’t pull a 3.0 this semester, that means that I may just lose my scholarship. Let’s say that I lose my scholarship, I may kill myself. I’m only kidding a little bit.

I’m so over college and I’m only a goddamned freshman.

Yes, I Really Am A Slut4Life

“Friends with benefits means that the guy’s too much of a player to commit and the girl’s too much of a slut to have any self-respect”

This was a facebook status that my best friend came across on her news feed recently.

This bothers me immensely. Let’s forget about the fact that, in this casual relationship, the guy is a player and the girl is a slut (double standard or what?) and just focus on what they are trying to say. They are refusing to really consider what a friends with benefits relationship could be.

Let’s consider my life. I work approximately 30 hours a week and am currently enrolled in 17 credit hours worth of classes. I lead a stressful life that is all school, work, homework, and sleeping. I do not have a social life during the school year, not at all.

Considering all of this, I do not have time for a relationship, I would not be able to handle a boyfriend with all of this. That being said, does that mean that I should not have sex, at all? Sex is good for you: it relieves stress, it gives you a workout, it gives you a reason to forget about everything else that is going on in your life. When I have sex I’m not thinking about the lab report that I still have to finish or about the exam that I bombed earlier in the week. When I have sex I’m not thinking, I’m taking a break from life.

Why should busy people be denied this? I don’t allow myself this denial. I can afford to take a couple hours out of my weekend to get laid, so I do.

I’m going to be honest, I take friends with benefits a little far. By this, I mean that I am currently involved in two friends with benefits relationships. I don’t give a shit what that “means,” to me it means that if one guy is busy then the other one is right there.

So give friends with benefits a chance. Us single people deserve to get laid too.

Finally

I have read The Hunger Games, and Catching Fire.

I’m going to be honest, after all of the hype and people telling me that I just had to read The Hunger Games, I was disappointed. Like severely disappointed. I didn’t even feel the need to read the other two books. But then people kept telling me that they got better so I gave in.

I loved Catching Fire, I couldn’t put it down. Apparently this is the wrong reaction, you’re supposed to love The Hunger Games and think that Catching Fire is boring.

But I’m weird, get used to it.

So I just started Mockingjay this morning. I think it’s boring so far but don’t worry, I’m going to stick with it. We’ll see if I like how the series ends.

And Another One

Went down to Rolla for St. Patrick’s Day weekend.

We’ve got a couple friends from high school that go to school there. They live in a pretty amazing frat house that has rather massive parties. Apparently Rolla is the place to be for St. Patrick’s Day.

I barely drank. Honest, I don’t really like to drink; I just drink enough to keep people from bugging me.

Anyway, Saturday night we were all sitting around and there were a few frat guys that I had just met with us. Sandy and I were talking to one frat guy in particular, Nick, who was absolutely adorable and really smart.

To get to the point, I slept with Nick that night.

So, after losing my virginity, I slept with three guys in the course of a month. I’m not sure what that means.

Anonymous asked: I bet you're fun in bed ;)

I’m not really sure what you’re basing that off of but I’m going to take it as a compliment.

Welp

I’m not a virgin anymore.

Actually I’ve already slept with two different guys. Only been sexually active for a month and I’ve already done two guys. Guess I’m just making up for lost time.

My first time was with Chris. As I had known it would be. We had a little fuck-buddies thing going on for a little while. It was quite disappointing to be honest, I expected him to be better in bed than he was. Whatever.

The second guy was Joe. I’ve mentioned him on here before. I liked him back in high school but we never got together or anything. But then we were hanging out over my spring break and one night I kissed him. And then four days later we slept together. He’s actually better in bed than Chris. Not something that I had expected.

Joe and I are considering a relationship, dating, being boyfriend and girlfriend. I’m not so sure that it would work with my school, work, and sleep schedule but I’m willing to try. We’ll just have to see how it goes.

"It’s like I’m stabbing in the dark
stabbing in the dark
It’s like I feel too much, feel too
much, but I can’t find my heart
It’s like I’m stabbing in the dark
Stabbing in the dark
It’s like I think too much, think too
Much, and then I fall apart"

Laminated E.T. Animal by Destroy Rebuild Until God Shows

So don’t come back to me
Now that you’re gone I can finally breathe again
And I won’t forget you
These days here without you are the best that I’ve ever had
So don’t come back to me
Now that you’re gone I can finally breathe again
And I won’t forgive you for this
So just know that you won’t be missed

- Don’t Come Back To Me by Like Moths To Flames