I am the key to the lock in your house...
I should totally be in Peterborough right now kickin' it with Scott. Instead I'm just sitting around being bored out of my skull. Oh, and I'm updating.
God, that was fun.
But you know what isn't? Not being able to see your boyfriend for three weeks. (And not having sex for four weeks).
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But just imagine how it will be when you see each other again. Three weeks is long, but not the end of the world. (and the cliché is true in this case: by having to miss something you realise how much it really means to you)
love,
Lawrence
Yeah, I know. Still, the waiting can't help but suck. Especially since it will be a full month before I'll get laid again.
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