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Jan 16, 2003 22:13

SO begins another weekend. It's night and I feel groggy, and I'm staying up late waiting for something that will never come. I don't know what is keeping me up, but I feel like I shouldn't go to bed. As if there's something I need to wait for. I know nothing will come though...

I've been awfuly yiffy for a male recently. I'm sure no one wants to know this, but I put my dildo so far up my rear that there was a bit of blood on it last night. I don't really want to think about sex, but the urges come and I obey them. I believe in going with feelings, so if it's what I feel, I'll go do it... Well, on many occasions.

Why do I write here? Do I wish someone would read it? Yes, I do kind of. But I guess I want to make sure I keep a record of my history... I know I wont remember things in the future, I never have. In the end none of it matters though... it matters to me I guess, and thats important enough.

I miss candice again. I do every weekend... I would really like to spend some alone time with her someday. Maybe just go for a walk in the desert, find a quiet spot to cuddle and talk. I am a physical person. Cuddling and hand holding, stuff like that, make me feel closer to the one I'm in love with. Physical closeness helps me get to emotional closeness. I really want to be with her now... she's so huggable.
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