" I just got out the shower. A little hot and bothered and i'm too lazy to put some clothes on."
A text I got last night from V. We've been sending each other sext messages, spilling our true feelings out over the airwaves. For now, its the closet thing to real interaction we have to acutal sex. Which is hard when you're in a distant relationship over a period of time, so our imaginations are like crazy glue to the whole thing.
But when will the day come where we don't have to say what we feel and send it in text messages? When we can be in person and tangle ourselves around each other? When we are in each others space, starring deep into each others eyes and giving each other "Elvis grins"?
Her project should be up within the next couple of days, luckily for my hormones. If its not, I'm afraid I'm going to stab myself in the jugular vein with a rusted screw driver.
8:05 p.m. - 2011-08-21
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