[pe] fuckfuckfuck

Jul 15, 2006 10:54

fuck. this is what prolonged frustration does to a girl's mind.

i was at work yesterday, at the hospital, and i swear, he was all i could think about. freud would've been downright gleeful at the slips that came out of my mouth. just thank god i'm not working today.

i can't...do (not do?) this anymore.

we talked the other day. sort of. not really. i don't think he ever made the point he wanted to. or at least, the point i think he was getting to. (how do you come straight out and ask your best friend if she'll sleep with you, anyway?)

but it doesn't matter. he didn't need to come right out and say it. i know what he's thinking. i know he's twitchy and spastic and, well, to put it bluntly, feeling teased and deprived and God knows what else. and frankly, so am i.

so. this is it? i've made up my mind? i'm at this point of being like "well. damn, shaylee. you certainly took long enough." and also still being scared. but i don't care so much about the scared now.

now just to find him?

nix, wtf

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