crushed.
isnt it intruiging that everything can change in a heartbeat? nope, it sucks serious ass. that's it, im turning gay. any takers?
he broke me today. not that i havent been broken before, but this time its different. after all my "odes to david", he tells me that he just wants to be friends. FRIENDS? what the fuck does that mean? after all the innuendo, and his goddamn plate is too full for anything more than friendship. did he get scared off by saturday? was it all too much? cos it was certainly a lot. like i said before, things got very intimate that night. and he was into it just as much or more than i was. so what the fuck...?
what pisses me off the most (well, right now, this very second anyway)is that out of everyone ive ever had the pleasure of lip-locking, he is BY FAR the most sensual, the most selfless in his giving of desire, soft, and oh so sweet.
how do i get over this? anyone? i sit here thinking about how good he smells, how soft his hair is, how hot it makes me when his muscles pulse, the smile in his eyes, how fucking fantastic his ass looks in his 7's, how he tastes, and how he tasted me.
AARRRRGGGGHHH.
i want to come home, just in the hopes that distance from all this ugliness will make it fade into oblivion. but thats probably not possible either. unfortunately unhappiness seems to rule life right now and it's a long way back up to the top of the hole.
and now i probably wont get a picture of him either. maybe a good thing as lack of evidence helps things fade...
he broke me today. not that i havent been broken before, but this time its different. after all my "odes to david", he tells me that he just wants to be friends. FRIENDS? what the fuck does that mean? after all the innuendo, and his goddamn plate is too full for anything more than friendship. did he get scared off by saturday? was it all too much? cos it was certainly a lot. like i said before, things got very intimate that night. and he was into it just as much or more than i was. so what the fuck...?
what pisses me off the most (well, right now, this very second anyway)is that out of everyone ive ever had the pleasure of lip-locking, he is BY FAR the most sensual, the most selfless in his giving of desire, soft, and oh so sweet.
how do i get over this? anyone? i sit here thinking about how good he smells, how soft his hair is, how hot it makes me when his muscles pulse, the smile in his eyes, how fucking fantastic his ass looks in his 7's, how he tastes, and how he tasted me.
AARRRRGGGGHHH.
i want to come home, just in the hopes that distance from all this ugliness will make it fade into oblivion. but thats probably not possible either. unfortunately unhappiness seems to rule life right now and it's a long way back up to the top of the hole.
and now i probably wont get a picture of him either. maybe a good thing as lack of evidence helps things fade...