I post what I can relate to.
"I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions." - Augusten Burroughs
Where are you? And im so sorry. I cannot sleep, i cannot dream tonight.
A part of me dies every time no one gets my joke
Cuddling that turns into sex then back to cuddling and sex again if we have the energy.
One time during my freshmen year of college I forgot to do a history paper that was worth 20% of my grade and the teacher didn’t accept late work, so I waited until the professor handed back the papers and angrily asked where mine was. The teacher felt so bad for losing it he let me re-do the entire paper and gave me an A-
You fucking champ
if you are attracted to me you are required by law to tell me.