turns out all my previous partners sucked at it.
new boyfriend, holy shit. he could set up a fucking tent and camp down there.
turns out all my previous partners sucked at it.
my ex boyfriend is a clean cut, well mannered, 24 year old with no baggage.
my ex boyfriend never asked for consent. I just new every time I saw him we would be having sex. and that was that.
(WARNING, POSSIBLE TRIGGER AHEAD.)
he tried to pressure me into anal every chance he got, luckily the farthest he ever got was a finger. he refused to wear a condom, and every time he was close to finishing he would push my head down and make me swallow so he wouldn’t have a mess to clean up. he never cared if I enjoyed it or if I finished. I remember explicitly one time I told him “no.” many many times. and he didn’t accept it. he still had sex with me. It sucked. (the sex sucked even when it was consenual but that’s besides the point.)
(END TRIGGER WARNING)
that was the last time I saw him. I broke up with him and have tried my best to avoid him contacting me, (he tries to get me to go over there all the time).
my mom thinks he was a sweet guy and can’t believe I left him. I never told her.
my new boyfriend is a rough looking, manners-lacking, 31 year old redneck ex-drug dealer with a dead wife.
my new boyfriend is amazing. he always asks for consent before my clothes even come off. when things start getting heated up he asks me “how far?” the first time he asked me it caught me off guard so I just said “what?” and he said “how far are we taking this?”
he asks me this every. single. time. and it’s one of the things I appreciate the most about him. I also like that he actually cares about my response. If I say “I don’t know.” he will just keep doing what were doing and wait for me to take it to the next level. If I say “as far as you want” he says “tell me what you want.” and if I tell him “you tell me” he tells me “it’s up to you.” and if I tell him no. or to stop, he stops. he doesn’t question it, he just stops (and usually cuddles up next to me). he wears a condom every time. he always makes sure I’m satisfied. even if he gets done first he will bust his ass to make sure I get mine. (but the sex is amazing and he doesn’t really have to worry about it).
my mom thinks he’s an awful man who’s irresponsible and doesn’t care about me and isn’t mature.
you can’t use how someone looks, or their story, to judge how they’ll treat a girl when she’s at her most vulnerable.
the only way i can get up the motivation to go into work every day is by thinking “the worst they can do is fire me. and if they fire me, at least i don’t have to go back.”
so this fat bitch at work decided to take it upon herself to tell my managers that me and a coworker were fucking in the fitting rooms.
umm. excuse me? no. no we were not. we are both apparel associates. we have a reason to be in the fitting room. unlike you, who just sits around smelling like wet dog all day. your stench was overpowering which is why we had to clean the fitting rooms in the first place. sweaty pig.
i swear if i get fired over this i’m gonna break her fucking nose.
not that it matters, she’s already ugly as hell.
lucky for everyone i wasn’t scheduled last night, so i’ve had time to cool off about it.
better stay out of my way tonight though.
Maybe the ones who end up hating each other are the ones who took too long to break up.
—Boy Meets World - Topanga (via jazzyrawr)
Ours is on Tuesday…
our backroom is so fucked they cancelled our next 3 inventories.
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We all have our “Retail Voices.”
was worse than Black Friday.
I had to go in 7pm Thanksgiving night, and work until 7am Friday morning.
Just long enough to work every single one of Walmarts “events”.
All in all, it didn’t go too bad. I personally didn’t have to deal with any complete assholes.
Friday night I worked my normal shift (10pm - 7am) and the customers were a nightmare.
“Do you still have (insert game here). Why not?” because it’s been on sale 24 hours already.
“Are there any sales I absolutely cannot miss?” you’ve already missed them. it’s friday night.
“It’s kind of all picked over.” well no shit! why didn’t you do the normal thing and show up last night with everyone else so i wouldn’t have had to deal with you tonight!
Thursday - everyone working 12 hour shift, no other duties except things pertaining to black friday. customers not so bad.
Friday - understaffed, have to stock shelves and other regular duties. customers want price checks on everything and are complete idiots.
i knew walmart would make everyone work on black friday.
i didn’t expect them to make everyone work 12 hours from 7pm to 7am.
please customers, have mercy on our souls.