I really did try to swear off men on Saturday. I mean I actually DID do it. The post below is evidence.
But of course, as Saturday moves along I think, “Yeah, I’m just gonna go out and have fun! woo. Fuck guys”. Everything went as planned, until The Russian happened. The Russian is a man I have never met, and never intended on meeting.
He managed to get my attention at a point where I was paying no mind to the guys around me. I tell you, some of these men, they have radar for these kinds of moments.
So basically he turns out to be amazing. And well…pretty much amazing. I won’t let my hopes get too far up there because they all seem to be amazing at first, and they all have a tendency to let you down after a while. So, expectations – low, hopes – a little higher than average.
Tags: The Russian