Catholics have confessional.
Sluts have the STD testing clinic.
I have to get this out. I can’t let my coworkers know, since secrets suck, so Tumblr, by my witness.
I have a large crush on my boss.
This is my first job out of college. This is the first time I’m working full-time in design, the field that interests me, and the first time I’ve worked underneath somebody whose intelligence I respect. First time I actually have respect for my boss.
And it’s turning me on.
He’s cute, yeah, but he’s way too old for me (39/22), and his personality is frankly the type of person I wouldn’t go on a second date with. But this ancient, primitive part of my brain has latched onto him as a focus for sexual energy, and I hope to grab his glance all throughout the workday. I feel an electricity when he’s over my shoulder, critiquing my work.
Yesterday we were moving a computer around, and we bumped into each other, me crouched under the desk, and afterwards I looked around the office, wondering if anybody noticed my obvious attraction is to him. I glance at him and try so hard to not think about my wet panties.
He is gregarious, and acts towards all employees as he does towards me, so I don’t think it’s mutual. At lunch the other day, in a non-political conversation I emphasized my interest in gay rights (I’m a woman,) trying to throw him off my scent.
But it’s so obvious. So damn obvious.
His taste is way different from mine. And he’s really not in my category of people I could love. But I have a crush on him for one reason:
I respect him, and he has power over me.
I happily obey.
(However, I need to get laid elsewhere, since this isn’t a good way to stay employed and productive. Or will this constant sexual tension make my work all that more fun? I can keep a secret, right? :)
I know it’s only been two and a half weeks since I last fucked my ex, but damn it, it’s taking all of my power to not call him up and beg for him again! God damn it! D:< I must be strong! Sheesh I love sex WAY too much!!
I’m learning, that I am so much better off without you.
I deserve better.
You did nothing but talk down to me.
I deserve the best.
I’ve learned to settle for nothing less.
I will admit, I do still care about you, miss you, and love you. I always will.
I feel so similar to this so I reblogged it.
The saddest text message I’ve ever read is the last bubble. I tried to just remain fuck buddies with a recent ex. Then changed it to just remaining platonic friends. He didn’t take it well. I have to stop playing with peoples’ hearts, it’s cruel.