Morticia Morgendorffer

Fuckboy 101 What they say: “I’m commitment-phobic.” “Relationships suck.” “My ex cheated on me. I don’t think I can get in a serious relationship right now” “Let’s go with the flow” What they mean:   Hi, I might not have the patience to go through all the stages of dating before you let me in your pants, so I’m gonna tag along and flirt and be a promiscuous little bitch until we fuck. I might actually begin to like you after that; although the chances of that happening are very grim, but who knows, we could even get exclusive! Sounds improbable, I know, why don’t you sign up and find out? Here’s the problem with most people who’ve been single for too long and let physical appearances cloud their judgment – the moment they meet someone even half as decent or someone who drops in some cheese every now and then – they let their guards down. Astrid was going down the same lane.   A week later “Who’re you texting?” Lisa inquired, while they walked towards the ...

The rich one. The similar-AF one. The super-people-hater. The ho. The 'What-is-sex?' and 'Porn-makes-me-puke' one. The thief. The one with the clingy boyfriend. The mom. The super-religious one. The cook. The gym freak. The 420 friendly one. How many of these have you had? How many normal and strange boxes can you check? If you've had any different types, please tell me and I'll add those to the list, heh. For all those who've ever lived in hostels, flats and paying guest facilities, this should come as no surprise. We've all had our fair share of weird-ass roommates and flatmates who've made us feel that we grew up way normal than they did. I for one, have been mostly very fortunate when it comes to roommates. Thanks to all the good Karma I've garnered petting and feeding dogs on the street, Satan has blessed me with good people all around, no matter where I go. But every once in awhile, tragedy has befallen and I've ende...