Happy confuse the hell out of me day
so happy valentine's day.
:D
yes, this day last year I was kissing face at the community college with my first boyfriend. I gave him candy, he gave me nothing, not even conversation.
The year before that, I didn't even remember it was Feb 14th, same with the years after that. Well, maybe thoughts somewhat turned to the possibility of love, but in my mind guys equaled misery.
This year, the holiday seems stupid. Don't get me wrong- it felt stupid before, now it just seems really really stupid.
Except I got a chocolate rose from Chris.
everybody say it together: awwww.
:D
Well, maybe it wouldn't feel so stupid if I were having hot sex with him at this very moment. If we at least physically touched each other today. If I was able to kiss him, to touch him, to do anything more than just look at him.
Maybe that's why the day seems so stupid.
Because I had the lack of sense to fall for a married man.
:P
Well, only married in the contracted sense. Legally binding, he is stuck with her for now. And I am sitting here writing erotica and masturbating to thoughts of us.
Damn.
Weirdest situation of all.
Yes, that's me. That is so me. Nothing typical about this chick.
I'm not a chick, bitch.
Happy valentine's day. Happy day of unfulfilled passions. Happy day of anticlimax.
Except for the flower. That was thoughtful.
hehe
guys.
:D
yes, this day last year I was kissing face at the community college with my first boyfriend. I gave him candy, he gave me nothing, not even conversation.
The year before that, I didn't even remember it was Feb 14th, same with the years after that. Well, maybe thoughts somewhat turned to the possibility of love, but in my mind guys equaled misery.
This year, the holiday seems stupid. Don't get me wrong- it felt stupid before, now it just seems really really stupid.
Except I got a chocolate rose from Chris.
everybody say it together: awwww.
:D
Well, maybe it wouldn't feel so stupid if I were having hot sex with him at this very moment. If we at least physically touched each other today. If I was able to kiss him, to touch him, to do anything more than just look at him.
Maybe that's why the day seems so stupid.
Because I had the lack of sense to fall for a married man.
:P
Well, only married in the contracted sense. Legally binding, he is stuck with her for now. And I am sitting here writing erotica and masturbating to thoughts of us.
Damn.
Weirdest situation of all.
Yes, that's me. That is so me. Nothing typical about this chick.
I'm not a chick, bitch.
Happy valentine's day. Happy day of unfulfilled passions. Happy day of anticlimax.
Except for the flower. That was thoughtful.
hehe
guys.