We as humans like to compare ourselves with things in nature when we come to a time in our lives where we question our morals. People use animals in nature to prove that what they do is right. Like with being gay, or with having multiple sexual partners. Lots of animals have gay relationships! Most animals fuck everything in their path…
Never in my life did I imagine that I would have a monogamous relationship with an older man for money. In other words, I never fucking imagined myself getting a sugar daddy. I’ve always thought it was wrong and disgusting! Old men creep me the fuck out as it is. Why would I ever spend time with one, much less have sex with him?!
Hear me out… I’m a Junior in college facing 3 more years of school just to get my damn bachelor’s degree (still want to go to graduate school too). I have no idea where I’m going to get the money to pay off my tuition once I’m out. My car is a giant piece of shit with 298,000 miles driven on it (yeah, that’s a mother fucking lot!) I need to replace it soon. Without a car, I don’t have a job. Without a job, I don’t get to go to school anymore. You know where it goes after that. And there are thousands of other problems I could list as well like how I have no glasses and can’t see shit, I haven’t been to the dentist in at least 3 years and I’m pretty sure I’ve got some sort of minor case of gingivitis plus like 4 or 5 cavities…
I also really want to freaking travel! College is the perfect time to go traveling. It’s cheap and easy when you’re in college. I NEED to do a semester somewhere else. I can’t even tell you how TERRIBLY I want to study somewhere in Africa or maybe Germany! India! I want to experience another culture, eat their food, learn their language and explore their cities/villages! I want to end up in the UK one day, and stay there.
I’ve been thinking long and hard of things I could do to solve my problems first though. I COULD drop out of school and work for a while. Live with my parents and mooch off them. Once I’ve saved up to buy a piece of shit used car I could start working more, get a full time job maybe. Hopefully I can get some medical benefits there and go to a piece of shit dentist to fill in a cavity or five every few months… Then I can work on getting a new pair of glasses, probably piece of shit ones I hate wearing. And hell, maybe one day if I’m careful with my money, I can take a week long un-paid vacation to somewhere I’ve wanted to see. Maybe I won’t be able to see everything I want to while I’m there, or really take time learning about another culture, but it would be a nice relaxing break from my piece of shit job.
That seems like a good option! Making an honest living and spending my money on things I need, working my way towards doing something I actually want with that money… Fuck.That.
I’m fucking 20 the fuck years old. I’m young and spry! Full of energy and ready to take the world head on! Why chose such a miserable lifestyle?! I’ve seen my parents! They chose that lifestyle too! And they fucking hate it! Yeah there are the good times and they certainly aren’t miserable, but god damn it I can do so much better! I just need a little nudge, a little help here and there!
That’s where the morals come in. Isn’t it wrong to pretend to love somebody just for their money? And what about the old, rich men paying for me? Aren’t they just creepy little assholes, trying to bust a nut over some young, spry, 20 year old’s face! Awful! Scum of the earth if you ask me… Hah. Shut up, ass hole! If you had the money and you were old and ugly you’d probably hire a whore too.
The way I see it in nature, sex comes right after food. Once you’re not hungry, you can worry about reproducing. It’s what makes this planet going. If animals don’t reproduce, then their species dies out. There are dangerous rituals a lot of animals perform to attract a mate and shag them. And if they don’t attract them then they just kinda rape them. And if there’s competition, then they fight to the death. Some animals won’t have sex unless their mate feeds them!
Well, I’m mother fucking starving. So, the way I see it, I have every right to whore myself out to some powerful, rich white guy just so I can get a bite to eat. But, I’m going to do it smart. I’m going to do it right.
My friend shared a website with me. A website where you can actually look for a Sugar Daddy. I’m signed up as a Male Sugar Baby looking for a Male Sugar Daddy. On this website you can actually see the Sugar Daddy’s Annual Income AND his net worth. They also list their budget, how much they’re willing to pay for their sugar baby every month. This usually excludes the gifts they buy, the dates they take them out on, and the places they travel to! TRAVELING. AND most of the sugar daddies go through a back round check, so you know if they’re creepy fucking rapists/kidnappers that just want to drug you, rape you and kill you and leave you in some lake, dead with no possibility of justice coming to them because they’re rich as fuck.
So what this website is telling me is that I can safely find a creepy old dude that just wants to meet up with me a few times a month, buy me nice things, take me out to concerts and shows and ballets, take me on a few vacations, possibly have sex with me AND at the end of every month, I’m going to get a MINIMUM of $1000?
Survival of the fittest… nature. Am I stronger because I’m willing to submit myself, leave all my morals behind and fuck an old rich dude for a couple thousand bucks? Or is it the people who care too much about their morals that are stronger? Who’s going to come on top? Who knows…
So that’s why I’m going to make this blog. To blog about my escapades with me and whatever sugar daddy comes my way. What I want to get out of this?
1. I want to stay in school and finish my degree
2. I want to buy a new car so I can keep my job
3. I want to go to the mother fucking dentist
4. I want to go to the fucking eye doctor and get contacts.
5. I want to go to Africa.
I only have a few concerns. Will I get side tracked? It’s possible… Who knows what kind of sugar daddy I run into, how much money he’s willing to spend on me/give me… We’ll just have to find out.