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“The women of the dirty-30 and frisky-40 clubs make their own rules. Women have been traded in for newer models long before it became trendy and acceptable for them to do the same, and until recently they had to swallow their pride and accept that their expiration date had come and gone. Thank God times have changed!”
Source metasmith.com
“Last weekend, we made love so much that we ran outta condoms. Delirious with the excitement of finding each other’s lips for just. one. more. fuck…. You ever felt like that?”
“These days, the struggle to actually get paid as a writer isn’t worth the stress or the energy put out for the work done considering the measly return. The ebbs and flows were more tolerable when I was younger but nowadays my patience is on ‘E’, so it would make sense to quit….but I also want to keep working and bringing in something.”
Source ebony.com
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Source facebook.com
“The worst thing you can do after wasting years of your life on someone who doesn’t deserve it is to waste additional years harping on it because that only increases the amount of time that you can never get back. If you want to be loved, you have to be open to it. Otherwise, it will surely pass you by.”
Reblogged from 31 Days of Hot Sex
This morning D. woke up before me and I heard him moving around for a few minutes before I opened my eyes. He was crouched next to the bed and he planted a kiss on me. “Good morning,” he whispered, smiling.
“S., this is how it’s supposed to be.” I was sort of in a daze and just smiled back, but as he got in to bed and snuggled against me, I thought more about that phrase. This is how it’s supposed to be, I told myself. This is the most serious, adult relationship I’ve ever been in. And something about the past few days and seeing D. really listen to my concerns and make a concerted effort to tweak his behavior has really made me realize that what we have is pretty damn rare…and pretty damn good.
