December 19, 2009
Nov 12, 2009 17:21:31 GMT -5
Post by Felicia Travers on Nov 12, 2009 17:21:31 GMT -5
Dear Diary,
I'm pretty sure that I've lost it entirely. If I was on the way before, I'm positive that right now I've been entirely pushed over the edge. I slept with Nathan Travers. (Who, ftw turned out to be Spiderman guy of all people.) I slept with him and I enjoyed it... a lot. In fact, the only thing I want to do now is go and do it again. Which, luckily, I'm safely aboard a plane that wouldn't stop even if I asked it to so I can't. Honestly, who would have guessed that he would actually have skill in that department? Not me, that's for sure. But he definitely has a whole lot of it. And it turns out that under his clothes he's actually something to look at. Not that I'm going to go around admitting that to other people. Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure that at the very least he noticed that I thought so. Then again, I can't say that I didn't notice him looking at me either so we might just be even. Not that that makes it any better.
Right now though, I could care less about that. I mostly just wish that I could get my mind off of the way that he made me feel. There was just something about the way that his touch made my skin feel hotter and tingle and the way his kisses sent shivers through my body, how damn well he fit inside of me... No! No, no, no! Bad thoughts. I shouldn't be thinking about this stuff because it's just gonna make me want things that I can't have. Especially, since I'm not in a position at all to get anything done about it. At least nothing by him. Wow, I really don't like how much I don't like that thought. Damn him for making things feel so good, if he hadn't I wouldn't have these problems and would be able to just go on with life as normal. For instance, there's another guy a few seats away from me who keeps staring at me and he's not all that bad looking... but whatever, if he doesn't do anything than I probably won't either. Which shows how much this stupid thing as gotten to me.
I've gotta think of something else. Something different and yet still good. Going home, home to spend time with my parents. Mom and I are going to be able to go do some amazing shopping I'm sure. New clothes, new shoes, new bags and about time too. There is some stuff that I hardly even wear anymore. That's all the stuff I brought home, since around Christmas I always clean out my closet of stuff I haven't worn or just don't like anymore and then mom gives them to some shelter or something. That's all I brought home with me, besides homework, were clothes I don't want since I've got everything else I could need back at home.
Oh look, the guy from before is heading over and he looks pretty determined and at the very least he's a looker. He's smooth enough too, with the line he just gave and I think I'll go with him. Unfortunately, somehow I don't think it'll be all that enjoyable but hopefully I'll be wrong. Else wise, life just sucks.
xoxo
Felicia
I'm pretty sure that I've lost it entirely. If I was on the way before, I'm positive that right now I've been entirely pushed over the edge. I slept with Nathan Travers. (Who, ftw turned out to be Spiderman guy of all people.) I slept with him and I enjoyed it... a lot. In fact, the only thing I want to do now is go and do it again. Which, luckily, I'm safely aboard a plane that wouldn't stop even if I asked it to so I can't. Honestly, who would have guessed that he would actually have skill in that department? Not me, that's for sure. But he definitely has a whole lot of it. And it turns out that under his clothes he's actually something to look at. Not that I'm going to go around admitting that to other people. Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure that at the very least he noticed that I thought so. Then again, I can't say that I didn't notice him looking at me either so we might just be even. Not that that makes it any better.
Right now though, I could care less about that. I mostly just wish that I could get my mind off of the way that he made me feel. There was just something about the way that his touch made my skin feel hotter and tingle and the way his kisses sent shivers through my body, how damn well he fit inside of me... No! No, no, no! Bad thoughts. I shouldn't be thinking about this stuff because it's just gonna make me want things that I can't have. Especially, since I'm not in a position at all to get anything done about it. At least nothing by him. Wow, I really don't like how much I don't like that thought. Damn him for making things feel so good, if he hadn't I wouldn't have these problems and would be able to just go on with life as normal. For instance, there's another guy a few seats away from me who keeps staring at me and he's not all that bad looking... but whatever, if he doesn't do anything than I probably won't either. Which shows how much this stupid thing as gotten to me.
I've gotta think of something else. Something different and yet still good. Going home, home to spend time with my parents. Mom and I are going to be able to go do some amazing shopping I'm sure. New clothes, new shoes, new bags and about time too. There is some stuff that I hardly even wear anymore. That's all the stuff I brought home, since around Christmas I always clean out my closet of stuff I haven't worn or just don't like anymore and then mom gives them to some shelter or something. That's all I brought home with me, besides homework, were clothes I don't want since I've got everything else I could need back at home.
Oh look, the guy from before is heading over and he looks pretty determined and at the very least he's a looker. He's smooth enough too, with the line he just gave and I think I'll go with him. Unfortunately, somehow I don't think it'll be all that enjoyable but hopefully I'll be wrong. Else wise, life just sucks.
xoxo
Felicia