My lebido is becoming its own split-personality. Its taking over my body and mind after dusk. Unfortunately it can't properly update, look to previous entries if you want honest attention. All that can be paid attention to at this moment is warm bare skin and the sharing of wet, bloodfilled orifices. Its unfortunate for everyone, I admit but we're going to have to suffer through it (we meaning me and whomever I drag down with me).
Amsterdam is not much better than having nowhere that someone fabulous wants me.
Having someone beyond deserving, hungry and waiting in Holland just makes me irritable.
In summary: this entry is crap. this entry is a mere overwhelming of hormones which are unfortunately piling up. Fortune or Un-fortune, my closest to genuine release is a Hollander, near 7k miles away plus hideous international regulations.
A journal wants conclusion but all I have are facts. This is me, tonight, and weak with honesty.
Amsterdam is not much better than having nowhere that someone fabulous wants me.
Having someone beyond deserving, hungry and waiting in Holland just makes me irritable.
In summary: this entry is crap. this entry is a mere overwhelming of hormones which are unfortunately piling up. Fortune or Un-fortune, my closest to genuine release is a Hollander, near 7k miles away plus hideous international regulations.
A journal wants conclusion but all I have are facts. This is me, tonight, and weak with honesty.
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b) Last I checked, toll free numbers were...uh...toll free.
c) You wouldn't curse me. You'd drink that cement right down like a good boy without a word, and then you'd smile at me as I called Poison control.