see boyfriend -> get sexually frustrated because we dont have a private space to ourselves -> masturbate -> get sad boyfriend isn't there -> miss boyfriend -> ask boyfriend for date -> see boyfriend ->
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see boyfriend -> get sexually frustrated because we dont have a private space to ourselves -> masturbate -> get sad boyfriend isn't there -> miss boyfriend -> ask boyfriend for date -> see boyfriend ->
*realize you smell sweaty* *put on sweater to cover the smell* *get warmer, sweat more, now sweater smells but you can't take it off*
Hey! Here, let me show you something cool that I can do.
Oh woops, this usually never happens, I'm actually really good at this.
~~One Eternity Later (I need that spongebob thing)~~
Oh look! Isn't that cool... isn't...oh, you're gone...
Hey! Here, let me show something cool that I can do.
IVE GOT A NEW SONG IN THE WORKS THINKING ABOUT PUTTING OUT AN EP
Freddie Losambe - Tierwester (by ohanga2000)
Things don't change
I want to HIT him, push him, scream at him, yell at him, then crumble to the ground, cry on him and do naughty things to him, while he tells me everything will be ok.
But it won't be ok, it's never ok.
Things are the same, will stay the same, and when I say to him "It's not like we're going to date, get married, have kids. We never were" and all he can say is "I know," there is no "everything will be ok," there's only "it is what it is" while my brain screams out "but what IS it?!"
That's when I just have to keep telling myself "Don't go back, you can never go back."
Just let me go. I'm trying to be good and do the right thing.
There are reasons I can't ask, admit, or show how I feel. That doesn't mean that the feelings aren't there, it just means that sometimes, as much as I want to, I can't let you see what you mean to me. I just can't.
Here we go again.