Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I have no idea what I want.

I didn't quite say all that I wanted to.

I'm not afraid of you and I like that I don't have to be. Drunken advances are discouraged but sober ones... well, I didn't say anything about those.

Clearly I need to go to bed before my fingers get me into trouble. Have I ever mentioned that I don't like sleeping alone? This could be so easy if you let it.