15 Men. - Chapter 18

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It all started out of boredom. I was alone, lonely, all miserable... no one to talk to. So I posted a picture on Instagram. Many guys messaged me afterwards. And when I say many, I mean MANY. It kinda made me entertained for the time being. I eventually got bored one man at a time. But, they came in useful everytime I was bored.

It started off from one guy. He followed me on Instagram, then travelled his way to Twitter, and direct messaged me there when I posted a video saying "I'm ugly, but I don't give a fuck." He messaged saying you know you're not ugly, but you obviously already knew that. We talked for hours all day, we fell asleep at the same time & woke up at the same time. That morning, I didn't care how I looked at all, we ended up face-timing. It was the morning, and as a male all of us know males have morning rituals of the morning wood. He was horny, and I obviously being me, was very tired. He tried to sweet talk me into getting horny "together" but I wasn't in that comfort level with him to even do so. Or with anyone else.

The day went by fast and I was bored. I went through my social media and came to realization that many people had messaged me. About five people I reckon. I replied to all, being the kind person I truly am, and started kind, entertaining conversations. We talked and talked and it seemed as if I had been wasting so much time. But at that point I really didn't care. I've came across so much men to the point where I don't even care what I say or do, as long as I don't loose my respect or myself.

2 weeks times I'm down to the number fifteen. Fifteen guys in total. I couldn't be any more bored. I don't know if it's the attention, or if it's the satisfaction. All I know is, I'm single and I'm having fun.

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