The terrible urge to snuggle has darkened my doorstep once more.
Come on Universe, work with me here. One needs someone who can hold invigorating intelligent conversation and who’s snugglefuck skills off the charts.
So I dreamt that I became the third wheel in a gay couples relationship. How needy is that lol …
Can’t get my own guy so I’ll just bunk up with two gay guys…they we’re bi by the end of the dream of course.
They became rather ready for ones jelly, if you know what I mean.
I think I need to chant about how much I objectify and sexualise…well just about everyone lol …
…It’s not a good look when you’re looking for a Kosen Rufu partner!
(*kosen Rufu - World Peace
*KRP - someone who moves your life forward and is an asset to your life as you are to theirs. Not staring into each others eyes but towards your futures.)
File this under ‘CHECK YO’SELF BITCH’
I was JUST about to reblog a picture of a superiorly HOT bearded wonder. The comment underneath of ‘My gorgeous Boyfriend’, read just like every other I’d seen, so I added ‘Dear Monica, the Boy is mine. Thanks Brandy xoxo’, and saved the post as a draft for later.
I thought let me just have a look through this any bitches blog and see what else we have in common apart from who we’d love to call our BF’s in public. BLAM. A pic of them together with their limbs and lips entwined’n’yucky. *sigh*
Lol I need to bandage up my ego!
I feel like…
I’m wide awake sleeping. I just want to eat lots of high fat/savoury food with a GIANT salad, snuggle up to a sexy lumberjack looking rugby player with wild facial hair, sleep in a forever hot shower/bath and never go back to the hell of work.