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my-discourse-blog: ryrythescienceguy: Children being naturally exposed to a variety of germs from a very young age (from dirt, pets, playplaces, sandboxes, other kids, etc) is actually really good for the immune system and can even prevent the development of allergies. The reason food allergies are so common these days is precisely because parents are avoiding exposing their kids to possible trigger foods and not letting them get dirty (also the overuse of antibacterial soaps/hand santitizers and antibiotics!). Source: grew up on a farm, played in the dirt and with germy animals and germy siblings/cousins/friends all the time, and very rarely took antibioticsā€¦ today Iā€™m 24, have zero allergies, and a great immune system (even my little sister is the same, and she wasnā€™t vaccinated until she was a teenager). This is also why oldest siblings and only children tend to have more allergies in my anecdotal experience; the parents often get overprepared and donā€™t let their kid get exposed to ANY germs/allergensā€”by the time other children come along the parents are jaded enough to not care about it as much, and thus the kids afterwards are exposed to more germs from birth! If this sounds weird and backwards, itā€™s because for a long time doctors used to teach the exact opposite. Keep your child clean and away from germs and potenial allergy triggers. Until they saw the long-term side effects of this and are now starting to tell new parents how to do it better. NOTE: I AM EXTREMELY PRO-VAX! DO NOT MISTAKE THIS COMMENT AS ANTI-VAX. VACCINATE YOUR FUCKING CHILDREN AND EXPOSE THEM TO GERMS IN A CONTROLLED WAY. THE HUMAN IMMUNE SYSTEM IS CAPABLE OF MANY THINGS BUT ITā€™S NOT A MIRACLE WORKER AND IT NEEDS HELP!!! Can confirm this is true. Iā€™ve studied food science for 5 years and have 3 qualifications in food safety. : my-discourse-blog: ryrythescienceguy: Children being naturally exposed to a variety of germs from a very young age (from dirt, pets, playplaces, sandboxes, other kids, etc) is actually really good for the immune system and can even prevent the development of allergies. The reason food allergies are so common these days is precisely because parents are avoiding exposing their kids to possible trigger foods and not letting them get dirty (also the overuse of antibacterial soaps/hand santitizers and antibiotics!). Source: grew up on a farm, played in the dirt and with germy animals and germy siblings/cousins/friends all the time, and very rarely took antibioticsā€¦ today Iā€™m 24, have zero allergies, and a great immune system (even my little sister is the same, and she wasnā€™t vaccinated until she was a teenager). This is also why oldest siblings and only children tend to have more allergies in my anecdotal experience; the parents often get overprepared and donā€™t let their kid get exposed to ANY germs/allergensā€”by the time other children come along the parents are jaded enough to not care about it as much, and thus the kids afterwards are exposed to more germs from birth! If this sounds weird and backwards, itā€™s because for a long time doctors used to teach the exact opposite. Keep your child clean and away from germs and potenial allergy triggers. Until they saw the long-term side effects of this and are now starting to tell new parents how to do it better. NOTE: I AM EXTREMELY PRO-VAX! DO NOT MISTAKE THIS COMMENT AS ANTI-VAX. VACCINATE YOUR FUCKING CHILDREN AND EXPOSE THEM TO GERMS IN A CONTROLLED WAY. THE HUMAN IMMUNE SYSTEM IS CAPABLE OF MANY THINGS BUT ITā€™S NOT A MIRACLE WORKER AND IT NEEDS HELP!!! Can confirm this is true. Iā€™ve studied food science for 5 years and have 3 qualifications in food safety.
my-discourse-blog: ryrythescienceguy: Children being naturally exposed to a variety of germs from a very young age (from dirt, pets, playplaces, sandboxes, other kids, etc) is actually really good for the immune system and can even prevent the development of allergies. The reason food allergies are so common these days is precisely because parents are avoiding exposing their kids to possible trigger foods and not letting them get dirty (also the overuse of antibacterial soaps/hand santitizers and antibiotics!). Source: grew up on a farm, played in the dirt and with germy animals and germy siblings/cousins/friends all the time, and very rarely took antibioticsā€¦ today Iā€™m 24, have zero allergies, and a great immune system (even my little sister is the same, and she wasnā€™t vaccinated until she was a teenager). This is also why oldest siblings and only children tend to have more allergies in my anecdotal experience; the parents often get overprepared and donā€™t let their kid get exposed to ANY germs/allergensā€”by the time other children come along the parents are jaded enough to not care about it as much, and thus the kids afterwards are exposed to more germs from birth! If this sounds weird and backwards, itā€™s because for a long time doctors used to teach the exact opposite. Keep your child clean and away from germs and potenial allergy triggers. Until they saw the long-term side effects of this and are now starting to tell new parents how to do it better. NOTE: I AM EXTREMELY PRO-VAX! DO NOT MISTAKE THIS COMMENT AS ANTI-VAX. VACCINATE YOUR FUCKING CHILDREN AND EXPOSE THEM TO GERMS IN A CONTROLLED WAY. THE HUMAN IMMUNE SYSTEM IS CAPABLE OF MANY THINGS BUT ITā€™S NOT A MIRACLE WORKER AND IT NEEDS HELP!!! Can confirm this is true. Iā€™ve studied food science for 5 years and have 3 qualifications in food safety. : my-discourse-blog: ryrythescienceguy: Children being naturally exposed to a variety of germs from a very young age (from dirt, pets, playplaces, sandboxes, other kids, etc) is actually really good for the immune system and can even prevent the development of allergies. The reason food allergies are so common these days is precisely because parents are avoiding exposing their kids to possible trigger foods and not letting them get dirty (also the overuse of antibacterial soaps/hand santitizers and antibiotics!). Source: grew up on a farm, played in the dirt and with germy animals and germy siblings/cousins/friends all the time, and very rarely took antibioticsā€¦ today Iā€™m 24, have zero allergies, and a great immune system (even my little sister is the same, and she wasnā€™t vaccinated until she was a teenager). This is also why oldest siblings and only children tend to have more allergies in my anecdotal experience; the parents often get overprepared and donā€™t let their kid get exposed to ANY germs/allergensā€”by the time other children come along the parents are jaded enough to not care about it as much, and thus the kids afterwards are exposed to more germs from birth! If this sounds weird and backwards, itā€™s because for a long time doctors used to teach the exact opposite. Keep your child clean and away from germs and potenial allergy triggers. Until they saw the long-term side effects of this and are now starting to tell new parents how to do it better. NOTE: I AM EXTREMELY PRO-VAX! DO NOT MISTAKE THIS COMMENT AS ANTI-VAX. VACCINATE YOUR FUCKING CHILDREN AND EXPOSE THEM TO GERMS IN A CONTROLLED WAY. THE HUMAN IMMUNE SYSTEM IS CAPABLE OF MANY THINGS BUT ITā€™S NOT A MIRACLE WORKER AND IT NEEDS HELP!!! Can confirm this is true. Iā€™ve studied food science for 5 years and have 3 qualifications in food safety.
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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would doā€”I blocked him. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isnā€™t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that Iā€™m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but Iā€™ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, Iā€™m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. Iā€™m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldnā€™t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. Iā€™m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Iā€™ve already improved my personal hygieneā€”itā€™s hard to stay super hygienic in college. Iā€™ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. Iā€™m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isnā€™t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infectedā€¦ Day 1 Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā My quarantine hasnā€™t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that havenā€™t fit me since middle school. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didnā€™t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I havenā€™t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, Iā€™m sitting at my desk listening to The Weekndā€™s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. Iā€™m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weekndā€™s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, Iā€™m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
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justwritingscibbles: mypasteluniverse: gossamerglitch: shelbydoesnotpwn: amazingatheist: maitaijulie: aviculor: important psa about buns We raised rabbits when I was a child and my sister gave a rabbit a bath (she was 5) and it died..so heed this instruction. I wasnā€™t going to reblog this, but then I realized I might save a rabbit. This is important guys. If your rabbit gets into something gnarly and you HAVE to bathe them:1. Fill a bowl with warm water.2. Get a washcloth. Put it in the water. Squeeze it out until it is just damn.Ā 3. Lightly scrub the dirty area on your bun.4. That is it. DO NOT get your bun wet. Only slightly damp on the part that was dirty.Ā (source) VERY IMPORTANT! SAVE A BUNS LIFE! Do not bathe your bun!!!! Boosting! For Daisy: justwritingscibbles: mypasteluniverse: gossamerglitch: shelbydoesnotpwn: amazingatheist: maitaijulie: aviculor: important psa about buns We raised rabbits when I was a child and my sister gave a rabbit a bath (she was 5) and it died..so heed this instruction. I wasnā€™t going to reblog this, but then I realized I might save a rabbit. This is important guys. If your rabbit gets into something gnarly and you HAVE to bathe them:1. Fill a bowl with warm water.2. Get a washcloth. Put it in the water. Squeeze it out until it is just damn.Ā 3. Lightly scrub the dirty area on your bun.4. That is it. DO NOT get your bun wet. Only slightly damp on the part that was dirty.Ā (source) VERY IMPORTANT! SAVE A BUNS LIFE! Do not bathe your bun!!!! Boosting! For Daisy
justwritingscibbles: mypasteluniverse: gossamerglitch: shelbydoesnotpwn: amazingatheist: maitaijulie: aviculor: important psa about buns We raised rabbits when I was a child and my sister gave a rabbit a bath (she was 5) and it died..so heed this instruction. I wasnā€™t going to reblog this, but then I realized I might save a rabbit. This is important guys. If your rabbit gets into something gnarly and you HAVE to bathe them:1. Fill a bowl with warm water.2. Get a washcloth. Put it in the water. Squeeze it out until it is just damn.Ā 3. Lightly scrub the dirty area on your bun.4. That is it. DO NOT get your bun wet. Only slightly damp on the part that was dirty.Ā (source) VERY IMPORTANT! SAVE A BUNS LIFE! Do not bathe your bun!!!! Boosting! For Daisy: justwritingscibbles: mypasteluniverse: gossamerglitch: shelbydoesnotpwn: amazingatheist: maitaijulie: aviculor: important psa about buns We raised rabbits when I was a child and my sister gave a rabbit a bath (she was 5) and it died..so heed this instruction. I wasnā€™t going to reblog this, but then I realized I might save a rabbit. This is important guys. If your rabbit gets into something gnarly and you HAVE to bathe them:1. Fill a bowl with warm water.2. Get a washcloth. Put it in the water. Squeeze it out until it is just damn.Ā 3. Lightly scrub the dirty area on your bun.4. That is it. DO NOT get your bun wet. Only slightly damp on the part that was dirty.Ā (source) VERY IMPORTANT! SAVE A BUNS LIFE! Do not bathe your bun!!!! Boosting! For Daisy

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meara-eldestofthemall: girlactionfigure: Eugene Lazowski was a Polish doctor who saved thousands of Jews during the Holocaust by creating a fake epidemic that kept the Germans away from their town. Eugene received his medical degree before the war started. After Germany invaded Poland in 1939, he became a military doctor with the Polish resistance. He was imprisoned in a German POW camp for his anti-Nazi activities. After his release in 1942, Eugene moved to a small town, Rozwadow, with his wife and young daughter. There he reunited with a friend from medical school, Stanislaw Matulewicz.Stanislaw made a medical discovery that seemed minor but proved monumental. He found that healthy people could be injected with a typhoid vaccine that would make them test positive for the deadly disease without actually contracting it.Eugene hatched a brilliant plan. He knew that Germans tended to be germaphobes and were terrified of typhus, a contagious bacterial disease. When a Polish town was found to be infected with typhus, the German occupiers would quarantine the entire area. Eugene also knew that by implementing his plan, he risked the death penalty, which applied to Poles who helped Jews. Undeterred by the risk, Eugene injected thousands of people with typhus and sent blood samples to the Germans to report the ā€œepidemic.ā€ He made sure to inject non-Jews as well as Jews, so the Nazis wouldnā€™t just come in and massacre all the Jews in town. Because it appeared to be a widespread epidemic, the Nazis stayed clear of Rozwadow. By late 1943, the Gestapo was suspicious. The entire town was supposedly infested with typhus, yet nobody was dying. Eugene learned a German medical team was being sent to the quarantined area. He frantically approached the oldest and sickest-looking people in town and asked them to wait in a squalid shack. When the visitors arrived, the villagers welcomed them with a party - featuring large quantities of vodka. After the celebration, the German doctors were taken to the ā€œpatients.ā€ Eugene said, ā€œI told them to be my guest and examine the patients, but to be careful because the Polish are dirty and full of lice, which transfer typhus.ā€The doctors quickly took blood samples without conducting full examinations of the patients. When the samples tested positive for typhus, the German health authorities were satisfied the epidemic was still raging. They never came back.After the war, Eugene didnā€™t tell anybody of his heroic acts, not even his wife. It wasnā€™t until a documentary was produced in 2000 about the fake epidemic that Eugene received the accolades he deserved. He passed away in 2006 at age 92.For risking his his life to save the Jews of Rozwadow, Poland, we honor Dr. Eugene Lazowski as this weekā€™s Thursday Hero. Accidental Talmudist Itā€™s important to remember that not all heroes wear tights and a cape. : meara-eldestofthemall: girlactionfigure: Eugene Lazowski was a Polish doctor who saved thousands of Jews during the Holocaust by creating a fake epidemic that kept the Germans away from their town. Eugene received his medical degree before the war started. After Germany invaded Poland in 1939, he became a military doctor with the Polish resistance. He was imprisoned in a German POW camp for his anti-Nazi activities. After his release in 1942, Eugene moved to a small town, Rozwadow, with his wife and young daughter. There he reunited with a friend from medical school, Stanislaw Matulewicz.Stanislaw made a medical discovery that seemed minor but proved monumental. He found that healthy people could be injected with a typhoid vaccine that would make them test positive for the deadly disease without actually contracting it.Eugene hatched a brilliant plan. He knew that Germans tended to be germaphobes and were terrified of typhus, a contagious bacterial disease. When a Polish town was found to be infected with typhus, the German occupiers would quarantine the entire area. Eugene also knew that by implementing his plan, he risked the death penalty, which applied to Poles who helped Jews. Undeterred by the risk, Eugene injected thousands of people with typhus and sent blood samples to the Germans to report the ā€œepidemic.ā€ He made sure to inject non-Jews as well as Jews, so the Nazis wouldnā€™t just come in and massacre all the Jews in town. Because it appeared to be a widespread epidemic, the Nazis stayed clear of Rozwadow. By late 1943, the Gestapo was suspicious. The entire town was supposedly infested with typhus, yet nobody was dying. Eugene learned a German medical team was being sent to the quarantined area. He frantically approached the oldest and sickest-looking people in town and asked them to wait in a squalid shack. When the visitors arrived, the villagers welcomed them with a party - featuring large quantities of vodka. After the celebration, the German doctors were taken to the ā€œpatients.ā€ Eugene said, ā€œI told them to be my guest and examine the patients, but to be careful because the Polish are dirty and full of lice, which transfer typhus.ā€The doctors quickly took blood samples without conducting full examinations of the patients. When the samples tested positive for typhus, the German health authorities were satisfied the epidemic was still raging. They never came back.After the war, Eugene didnā€™t tell anybody of his heroic acts, not even his wife. It wasnā€™t until a documentary was produced in 2000 about the fake epidemic that Eugene received the accolades he deserved. He passed away in 2006 at age 92.For risking his his life to save the Jews of Rozwadow, Poland, we honor Dr. Eugene Lazowski as this weekā€™s Thursday Hero. Accidental Talmudist Itā€™s important to remember that not all heroes wear tights and a cape.
meara-eldestofthemall: girlactionfigure: Eugene Lazowski was a Polish doctor who saved thousands of Jews during the Holocaust by creating a fake epidemic that kept the Germans away from their town. Eugene received his medical degree before the war started. After Germany invaded Poland in 1939, he became a military doctor with the Polish resistance. He was imprisoned in a German POW camp for his anti-Nazi activities. After his release in 1942, Eugene moved to a small town, Rozwadow, with his wife and young daughter. There he reunited with a friend from medical school, Stanislaw Matulewicz.Stanislaw made a medical discovery that seemed minor but proved monumental. He found that healthy people could be injected with a typhoid vaccine that would make them test positive for the deadly disease without actually contracting it.Eugene hatched a brilliant plan. He knew that Germans tended to be germaphobes and were terrified of typhus, a contagious bacterial disease. When a Polish town was found to be infected with typhus, the German occupiers would quarantine the entire area. Eugene also knew that by implementing his plan, he risked the death penalty, which applied to Poles who helped Jews. Undeterred by the risk, Eugene injected thousands of people with typhus and sent blood samples to the Germans to report the ā€œepidemic.ā€ He made sure to inject non-Jews as well as Jews, so the Nazis wouldnā€™t just come in and massacre all the Jews in town. Because it appeared to be a widespread epidemic, the Nazis stayed clear of Rozwadow. By late 1943, the Gestapo was suspicious. The entire town was supposedly infested with typhus, yet nobody was dying. Eugene learned a German medical team was being sent to the quarantined area. He frantically approached the oldest and sickest-looking people in town and asked them to wait in a squalid shack. When the visitors arrived, the villagers welcomed them with a party - featuring large quantities of vodka. After the celebration, the German doctors were taken to the ā€œpatients.ā€ Eugene said, ā€œI told them to be my guest and examine the patients, but to be careful because the Polish are dirty and full of lice, which transfer typhus.ā€The doctors quickly took blood samples without conducting full examinations of the patients. When the samples tested positive for typhus, the German health authorities were satisfied the epidemic was still raging. They never came back.After the war, Eugene didnā€™t tell anybody of his heroic acts, not even his wife. It wasnā€™t until a documentary was produced in 2000 about the fake epidemic that Eugene received the accolades he deserved. He passed away in 2006 at age 92.For risking his his life to save the Jews of Rozwadow, Poland, we honor Dr. Eugene Lazowski as this weekā€™s Thursday Hero. Accidental Talmudist Itā€™s important to remember that not all heroes wear tights and a cape. : meara-eldestofthemall: girlactionfigure: Eugene Lazowski was a Polish doctor who saved thousands of Jews during the Holocaust by creating a fake epidemic that kept the Germans away from their town. Eugene received his medical degree before the war started. After Germany invaded Poland in 1939, he became a military doctor with the Polish resistance. He was imprisoned in a German POW camp for his anti-Nazi activities. After his release in 1942, Eugene moved to a small town, Rozwadow, with his wife and young daughter. There he reunited with a friend from medical school, Stanislaw Matulewicz.Stanislaw made a medical discovery that seemed minor but proved monumental. He found that healthy people could be injected with a typhoid vaccine that would make them test positive for the deadly disease without actually contracting it.Eugene hatched a brilliant plan. He knew that Germans tended to be germaphobes and were terrified of typhus, a contagious bacterial disease. When a Polish town was found to be infected with typhus, the German occupiers would quarantine the entire area. Eugene also knew that by implementing his plan, he risked the death penalty, which applied to Poles who helped Jews. Undeterred by the risk, Eugene injected thousands of people with typhus and sent blood samples to the Germans to report the ā€œepidemic.ā€ He made sure to inject non-Jews as well as Jews, so the Nazis wouldnā€™t just come in and massacre all the Jews in town. Because it appeared to be a widespread epidemic, the Nazis stayed clear of Rozwadow. By late 1943, the Gestapo was suspicious. The entire town was supposedly infested with typhus, yet nobody was dying. Eugene learned a German medical team was being sent to the quarantined area. He frantically approached the oldest and sickest-looking people in town and asked them to wait in a squalid shack. When the visitors arrived, the villagers welcomed them with a party - featuring large quantities of vodka. After the celebration, the German doctors were taken to the ā€œpatients.ā€ Eugene said, ā€œI told them to be my guest and examine the patients, but to be careful because the Polish are dirty and full of lice, which transfer typhus.ā€The doctors quickly took blood samples without conducting full examinations of the patients. When the samples tested positive for typhus, the German health authorities were satisfied the epidemic was still raging. They never came back.After the war, Eugene didnā€™t tell anybody of his heroic acts, not even his wife. It wasnā€™t until a documentary was produced in 2000 about the fake epidemic that Eugene received the accolades he deserved. He passed away in 2006 at age 92.For risking his his life to save the Jews of Rozwadow, Poland, we honor Dr. Eugene Lazowski as this weekā€™s Thursday Hero. Accidental Talmudist Itā€™s important to remember that not all heroes wear tights and a cape.
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