Nice Story, Btw im not the other ANON thar be multiples of us. she and he alike. Fun though. dont we all love attention? well probably not this anon or else she wouldnt be anon
Hahaha, I suppose. I don’t care about attention really. Whoever asked me that question the other day reminded me of that story, and I’m glad I remembered it. It was funny. I think people shouldn’t be pussies.
I’ve recently been asked questions about my past partying and other things, which I have no problem talking about.
I remembered an event that happened a while back and I can’t remember if I have shared it before so I thought I would share it now. It’s good for a laugh, I think everyone can enjoy it.
So I met an American guy and all of his friends out in Brisbane one night, they had been touring around Australia doing the regular American tourist thing. We exchanged numbers and saliva, and he started texting me that week. On the Friday night, he invited me down to the place they were staying on the Gold Coast. They were staying in that night, so I decided to wear shorts, a singlet and boots. Cutie, right?
Anyway, I got there, and all of his friends were blind drunk and heading to the casino, but I wasn’t dressed appropriately so him, myself and two other dudes stayed home. Did I mention he was a fire fighter in the states? Of yeah, he was. We walked onto the beach and were throwing around a football, and he tackled me onto the sand ( smooth), and we started ‘making out’ or whatever you want to say. With him on top of me, things were getting good… until his nose started bleeding. Not just a few drops, it was gushing blood, as though I punched him. He was so embarrassed, we headed back into the house to clean him up. I knew there was nothing to be embarrassed about, it wasn’t his fault and I found it hilarious. Until he put a tampon in his nose and tried to keep going. Uhhh… no way brosef.. That isn’t a good look, and it definitely doesn’t make me want to have sex. So I continued laughing at this misfortune for awhile longer.
Some time passed and his nose healed so all was good to continue. His friends had walked in on us, so we went back down to the beach. Clothes off and on the sand it was back to the beginning. He was on top of me again, and this seriously should be a movie. I opened my eyes, and I saw the BIGGEST WAVE EVER coming towards us. It was honestly like a small tidal wave, and it smashed over us, he screamed (what a girl), it ruined the moment again… and washed our clothes into the ocean. Naked, drippingwet(not in the good way) an carrying our soaking clothes we went back into the house, put the clothes in the dryer and got into the spa.
I remember going to bed really late, waking up to a random dude coming into the bed.. I’m not big on manwiches.. so I climbed out of bed, found my clothes walked out of the house laughing all the way home. I suppose you could suggest it was a walk of shame.. but I think it was hilarious, and I had nothing to be ashamed about. My nose was fine.
“Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; he lives as if he is never going to die; and then dies having never really lived.”—Dalai Lama, when asked what surprised him most in the world
anyone that you have done crazy things with while out that you would do again?
Hahaha, Any person I would do again? I feel like I know who is asking this. No, I wouldn’t. I went through a really weak stage where I was having sex with a few people I shouldn’t be, just because I wanted to liberate myself and be ‘wanted’, while I don’t regret it they were silly things/people to do, and it didn’t help my self esteem
craziest things you have ever done whilst partying??
ummm maybe taking my dress off in a club and getting carried out by security ( I was showing someone my tattoos) Or climbing up buildings and over rooftops to get onto a rooftop bar. I think that pretty much explains it… meeting random people and going places with them, being beaten up, and throwing my belongings on the ground aren’t proud moments but are crazy. Life Lessons
Invasive = belly button i figured in the most literal SFW sense. im not sure if im being facetious either, i might be but i totally forgot how i asked my previous question ie in what context. so lets assume i wasn't. god now i hope im not being condescending. and with that inner monologue time to wrap this question up with a simple how warm do you like your bath/show