Postwhore lately. Whooooray for getting woken up to bad news. Fuck. I really just need cuddles. Confirm things are right... Do what I promised... Hug, and just forget this shit. Fuck it all. I'm going back to bed.
There is nothing wrong with whoring when tastefully done.
Although I am disappointed you've returned to your slumbers, as I am desperately wandering LJ like a cheap ghost on the off chance I can find a waking soul from whose possession I can ensnare a spare hot water bottle, to stave off the savage cold of the uncloseable windows of my room in Gilbert Acres.
There are icicles forming on bits of me I didn't even known existed. Bbrrrr. Soon be snowman season.
Do you find as I do though that it is infinitely more pleasurable to be cold then hot, because snuggling is a much easier and more satisfying way to get warm than it is to find some unwilling minion to fan you when you're searingly hot?
This is my thought for the day. It's not my best work, but as with many of my thoughts, regrettably it's all I'm able to offer right now.
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Although I am disappointed you've returned to your slumbers, as I am desperately wandering LJ like a cheap ghost on the off chance I can find a waking soul from whose possession I can ensnare a spare hot water bottle, to stave off the savage cold of the uncloseable windows of my room in Gilbert Acres.
There are icicles forming on bits of me I didn't even known existed. Bbrrrr. Soon be snowman season.
Do you find as I do though that it is infinitely more pleasurable to be cold then hot, because snuggling is a much easier and more satisfying way to get warm than it is to find some unwilling minion to fan you when you're searingly hot?
This is my thought for the day. It's not my best work, but as with many of my thoughts, regrettably it's all I'm able to offer right now.
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