he makes my heart race. the thought of him makes me smile. he makes me feel so good in my own skin.
im so scared. i want to run away, but i dont want to be without him.
he makes me stoked. ;)
so last night, met up with this guy online. have a good time. I get us kicked out of the bar. go back to his place. I try to leave. but he is so sexy. he knows what he's doing. oh god. I came twice. I'm still aching for it.
but I'm still totally smitten for the tattoo artist. I really wanted to not fuck around, be his girl. but his life is totally not ready for it.
ugh. why am I such a slut.
PS. new guys name is Patrick B. just who I was looking for?