I made out with this one guy while I was on some weird mixture of E and alcohol and something else (I was in with the wrong crowd at this point) and I told this guy he NEEDED to ask me out the next day. Then, he did and I just straight up stood him up because I was like, why would a guy like me after I was a crazy mess the night before? His standards were way too low, so I didn’t even see him again.
He had only cum twice in his entire life from sex of any kind and when I tried to tackle the issue with him, he got so angry.
I stopped seeing a girl because her skin smelled like burnt toast. It wasn’t a lotion or anything. I’ll never understand it, but anytime you leaned in close it smelled like an uncleaned toaster.
He was 29 and had braces.
He was a trainer and I realized when we were working out, it’d be all butt exercises cos he was trying to sculpt his dream woman.