Journey to the Good Place.

Know yourself. Love yourself.

Separation Anxiety Part 2

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I. Want. To. Have. Sex.

This sucks. 2 weeks without and counting. Looks like I’ve still got another week left, too. Fucking Mike has turned me into a god-damned nympho sex addict. I went 19 years without being remotely interested in having sex. Then I spent two years largely unexcited by it. Now all of a sudden going two weeks without makes me feel like I’m gonna die. It certainly doesn’t help to spend so much time around something as delicious looking as him.

And as I have these thoughts, I find myself wondering for the 100th time: What the hell is going to happen to me when he’s gone?

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Author: Meggo The Flying Eggo

Once upon a time I knew exactly who I was. Once upon a time I knew what I was doing and where I was going. Once upon a time I knew what I wanted and what I didn't like. Once upon a time I had it all figured out... Then I was born.

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