Kisses with teeth, claws with black glitter, a furious wolf in my guts.
Sunday, 19 January 2014
Drop
Getting rejected fucking sucks.
My date went well, I thought, but today I got a text saying, "I had fun Friday night but I'm sorry I just don't think it's gonna go anywhere. I wish you all the best in looking for someone." I guess it was kind of him not to reject me on my birthday. Class act.
Love can seriously go do one.
I haven't had sex in months, and I was drunk anyway. I haven't had sex I actually remember clearly since the first night I spent with Frey and that was in early October. It's times like this I wonder how long it takes for you to be officially sexually deactivated.
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