This lonliness...
... is suficating... i dont even think you could call it that... its more this hauting, longing in my mind for companionship...
i dont want a warm body.
i dont want a fuck budy.
i don't even want a boyfriend...
i want that agreement of souls for a singular purpous... oneness in an incomperable mission.
i want a husband.
oh God, that i would write that... shit...
i do, though... i want a husband that will not only walk beside me with my ambitions, but have his heart deeply rooted in his mission and he'll LEAD me... yes, such an outlandish idea, i know. "lead sarah!? dear god..."
Some ideot was taking a poll today at work. topic of the day: how many people you've slept with...
i said one and they all shut up... almost uncomfortably.
I talked to a friend the other night. he said it's worse to be a tease than a slut... huh... don't even know what to think of that...
too much to think about.
I gave Scott my number today. he's a sweet heart... he asked if i was with anyone right now... i almost said yes... i invited him next monday night... we'll see...
heh, "we'll see." reminds me of a bit this comic did at the strip... mike was sitting infront of me...
it never ceases to amaze me how beauty can keep hoping, so blindly, in the beast. i actually hoped he'd call after that last blowout... but he wrote on his blog that Houston grow gorgious women... what an ass.
how can a boy be so shut off...
i think it's time for this girl to do likewise...
i dont want a warm body.
i dont want a fuck budy.
i don't even want a boyfriend...
i want that agreement of souls for a singular purpous... oneness in an incomperable mission.
i want a husband.
oh God, that i would write that... shit...
i do, though... i want a husband that will not only walk beside me with my ambitions, but have his heart deeply rooted in his mission and he'll LEAD me... yes, such an outlandish idea, i know. "lead sarah!? dear god..."
Some ideot was taking a poll today at work. topic of the day: how many people you've slept with...
i said one and they all shut up... almost uncomfortably.
I talked to a friend the other night. he said it's worse to be a tease than a slut... huh... don't even know what to think of that...
too much to think about.
I gave Scott my number today. he's a sweet heart... he asked if i was with anyone right now... i almost said yes... i invited him next monday night... we'll see...
heh, "we'll see." reminds me of a bit this comic did at the strip... mike was sitting infront of me...
it never ceases to amaze me how beauty can keep hoping, so blindly, in the beast. i actually hoped he'd call after that last blowout... but he wrote on his blog that Houston grow gorgious women... what an ass.
how can a boy be so shut off...
i think it's time for this girl to do likewise...