Cheese Grater

Mar 31st, 2009 6:43:36 am - Subscribe
Mood: Insanly Annoyed

Are you ok?
Sure.
Why?
Oh, no answer? Busy, right.

Well let me just guess with this one. Could it be that I didn't cuddle with you enough this morning? I know, there must be something wrong with me. I must be coming down from a manic episode. I must be hormonal. It must be the crazies on their monthly vacation in my brain. Or the hysteria from built up sexual frustration. It couldn't possibly just be a slight annoyance with you.

Fucking men.

You do realize what you do to me, right? When you touch me, it rarely gets me off almost never wears me out. Instead, it makes me want more and more and more. So unless you're willing to fuck me, keep your hand out of my pants. You know it feels nice. It feels great. But it doesn't feel so great when I wake up three hours later and need to get ready for class.

As for this "don't touch me in the morning" thing that you have been bringing up every twenty minutes for the past two weeks, I fucking heard you the first time. I get it. The thing is, I have to get up early in the morning. It's not an option. I'm no more of a morning person than you are so excuse me for trying to make this painful proceedure semi-enjoyable for myself. If I don't get a shower or coffee with Shannon, it would really be nice to get a little affection from the person who talks me into staying the night, every night. The one who kept me up the night before and is the reason I'm so tired.

But I'll respect your wishes.

Just don't act so surprised when I do.

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