Do you gotta a piece of d*ck or pu$$y from your past that you regret having?
If not, I commend you for having better judgment than me. If so...WHAT THE F*CK WERE WE THINKING AT THE TIME?!?!?!?!? Short answer: Getting dat a$$.
I'm sure a lot of us are guilty of abandoning common sense once or twice or occasionally in the pursuit of booty. We lowered our guards, we ignored our standards, we basically took one for the team. If regretful booty was the Titanic, we sure as hell are the captains.
Sometimes regretful booty is like some crasy a$$ mirage in the desert. It plays tricks on your mind. It got you thinking you're so thirsty that you have to quench your thirst by any means thirsty. Once you get into thirst mode, you know you're common sense has taken off for a three day weekend. You run towards that mirage and you plunge right in it. But what you find and see if you were fortunate enough to snap out of it is a helluva lot different from what you're mind initially gave you.
Some people get lucky and only deal with someone who can't get their heads out of their ass and constantly needs to be around them. Those are minor cases. Some of the major cases are the crazy ones who are stalkers, are violent, are ratchet or who are just infested with a who's who of STDs.
So guys and gals...any of ya'll have a past d*ck or pu$$y that haunted you like a ghost in those Ring movies?
Let's talk about it.
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