As I was lying in bed this morning (avoiding getting up until my creepy roommate left the house) I was thinking of my friend N. On my last visit to her house she ended up pulling out a box of old pictures to show me something from an ex boyfriend. The box was full of romantic cards, notes from old flames and a bunch of jewelry different guys had given her. Rings, necklaces, earrings - all very sweet and nice - an abundance of gold and fake diamonds. It got me thinking about the gifts from MY exes. I must say the list is more scandalous than sweet. Among the gifts ex lovers have bestowed upon me:
a huge rug with a fire breathing dragon on it
a small crystal penis talisman
a voodoo goat horn
a ball gag
a leather jacket
a whip
a tattoo on my shoulder
police issued hand cuffs
a $500 custom made corset
a book on BDSM
a Michel Foucault book called 'The birth of the Clinic'
Not a single cute card or a pair of earrings!
This might explain a lot...
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