Holy. Fuck.
A lead in: I'm pretty patient that my friends have been ghosts for the last...uh...long time. I've taken to just sending them messages to prompt conversation, waiting days or weeks for a response (and still messaging them all the while), hearing back from them, and after a two minute conversation, understanding it's going to be a long time before I hear from them again. Three of my friends get an exemption from this, because I get responses from them within 24 hours, we have very good back and forth discussions, and they'll check up on me if we haven't talked for a little bit. It's depressing, but I'm used to it now.
I mention this because I did a thing, and I got fucking sad because I messaged two friends about it and realized I would only be hearing back from one of them, so I got discouraged and didn't message anybody else EVEN THOUGH I wanted to tell every single person in my contacts. I decided to write a small promotional piece here, because my blog is my second best friend. Right after my husband. And I will tell him later.
I bought a new vibrator called The Womanizer Duo. I was deeply mourning the loss of my Jopen Vanity Flutter, one of the best vibrators I've ever owned. It died, it wouldn't charge, I fucked it to deff. I bought it four years ago, though, so I mean, that's a solid fucking run.
This new vibrator, though...it's...it's seriously like nothing I've ever experienced. Dicks are great and all, and I wouldn't trade this for Derek, but I have a new best friend, and it isn't his penis.
Anybody with a clitoris that uses vibrators needs one of these, and anybody who is involved with someone who uses clitoral stimulating vibrators might want to get them this as a present.
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