Compliments

"I can feel your balls hit my ass when we have sex" - just mentioned to me the other day by my current girlfriend.

"Don't stop, you're not done yet" - as expressed to me by a previous girlfriend, once I blew my load and orgasmed.

"You Oral GOOD" - former Russian girlfriend with limited English vocabulary.

"I miss 'it'...you know.....'IT'..." - once mentioned by a fuck-interest, when comparing my phallus to the new guy she was screwing at the time.

"You're not human" - one night stand commenting on my endurance.

It's these types of compliments that I especially enjoy hearing from women. They mean more to me than any bullshit Air Force Achievement Ribbon or Playstation 3 Trophy could ever be worth. Out of all the women I've pleasured, these compliments stick out the most.

Heh.

Valentine's Day 2013

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJ3_57xMVq0

So, another Valentine's Day. A day which reminds me of failed romances. Melanie. Fat Julie. Donna.

Today is the kinda day where all guys around the world should grab their girls and go ATM on them. Yes, Ass-To-Mouth. She bought your love, but you paid for it. With your soul.

To quote the late Peter Steele "The dream is dead". In two days, Charlotte will be 5 years old...something which should've never happened. Melanie could honestly care less about her little girl, and is completely undeserving. I should've been the father. The loser sperm donor who impregnated her already has a kid from a previous relationship, and has been neglecting his own son.

Amazing I know this stuff, huh Melonaise?

I know you read this blog from time to time.

I heart you. Not.

Heh.