LAWD LAWD LAWD 
I've never been more scared that I had the bug, brehs. I don't know why. I just...had a feeling that I had something wrong with me. I might be a fukking hypochondriac. But I had some chafing on my dikk that looked red. I knew it was probably just skin that fell off in a vigorous masturbation session. But I dunno, I just thought it looked insidious. Swollen lymph nodes in the right side of my groin. I.....just knew. I just knew it was something serious and deadly and NOOOOOOO. It got to the point where I was like searching all over my body for lymph nodes. Trying to look up medical records for the last time I was sick. Basically just freaking out reading the internet and shyt.
So I went to the doctor yesterday. Had him look at my dikk.
Told him about my fear of having the bug. Like....I was almost in tears. He asked me "any sex with men, intravenous drug users, or sex workers". I gave him the
He said, "Mike, you don't have HIV, and you haven't been sick in over a year, but let's go ahead and check it out." I said, "Nah, doc. I want to be checked for EVERYTHING. No shortcuts."
Well he just called me. Which is fukking horrifying because its 830 PM. I picked up the phone and he said, "I'm just gonna say it. You're HIV negative and you don't have any STDs."
I'm "WHYD YOU HAVE TO START OFF LIKE THAT?!"
2533
But the feeling I have right now...
Get tested, brehs. If you think you have some shyt going on, just get it done. Get it the fukk over with. Keep it moving. You're not being fair to yourself or the thotties you raw dog unrelentlessly if you just dikk em down with that fear in the back of your head that you're essentially murdering them.
And with that, I bid thee adieu. Get ya dikk checked.
I've never been more scared that I had the bug, brehs. I don't know why. I just...had a feeling that I had something wrong with me. I might be a fukking hypochondriac. But I had some chafing on my dikk that looked red. I knew it was probably just skin that fell off in a vigorous masturbation session. But I dunno, I just thought it looked insidious. Swollen lymph nodes in the right side of my groin. I.....just knew. I just knew it was something serious and deadly and NOOOOOOO. It got to the point where I was like searching all over my body for lymph nodes. Trying to look up medical records for the last time I was sick. Basically just freaking out reading the internet and shyt.
So I went to the doctor yesterday. Had him look at my dikk.
Told him about my fear of having the bug. Like....I was almost in tears. He asked me "any sex with men, intravenous drug users, or sex workers". I gave him the
He said, "Mike, you don't have HIV, and you haven't been sick in over a year, but let's go ahead and check it out." I said, "Nah, doc. I want to be checked for EVERYTHING. No shortcuts."
Well he just called me. Which is fukking horrifying because its 830 PM. I picked up the phone and he said, "I'm just gonna say it. You're HIV negative and you don't have any STDs."
I'm "WHYD YOU HAVE TO START OFF LIKE THAT?!"
2533But the feeling I have right now...
Get tested, brehs. If you think you have some shyt going on, just get it done. Get it the fukk over with. Keep it moving. You're not being fair to yourself or the thotties you raw dog unrelentlessly if you just dikk em down with that fear in the back of your head that you're essentially murdering them.
And with that, I bid thee adieu. Get ya dikk checked.
such an important thread
