[Helsinki Harlot]

I am so fucking just. ARGH. NOW HE'S SAYING HE HAS AN STD THAT CAN CAUSE CANCER. WHAT THE HOLY FUCK. I ... ARGH!!>tpoetiuoaespiuteorsiutei;oawetoiaetwiooaetw iu;aetwiuotewial

Fucking really? I'm a big girl, if you didn't wanna come over or juts chickened out just fucking tell me.

Why can't I meet a fucking guy with a pair. Every guy I've met in the last year has been like this, flakey and needing their balls to drop. Why do I keep attracting these fuckers or the creepy mentally fucked ones that live in a basement. THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME. >.<

I just. FUUUUUCK. I'm about to go throw things. >.< I feel like shit.

And I asked him, and HE AVOIDED THE QUESTION INSTEAD OFFERING TO SEND ME A PIC OF WHAT HE THINKS MIGHT BE AN STD. WHY?!?!? I DON'T GIVE A FUCK. WE WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HANGING OUT NOT FUCKING. (Tho' that was eventually once I got comfortable with him goal.)