I feel kinda down tonight. I am sitting here for the umpteen night watching damn romance movies. Loneliness can be a real bitch. I do try but it all fails. I am like the one date queen. I guess I am not relationsip material, just a body that men use for thier jollies and move on to their lives and loves.
I am finding it harder and harder not to care for Sir. Seriously, I get fucking estatic over a fucking email. An email doesnt keep me warm at night or kiss me or hug me. But its not like I have any other choices.
Ugh! its pathetic right? To love a man you cant have and never will. Hell one you have never even kissed. Fuck me….
Hugs and Kisses


