I really just want to wrap my legs around his waist and melt into his body.
Why can’t I just get over him?
Why does his body have to look so beautiful? Why does his shirt have to cling so perfectly to every sculpted muscle? Why, when I look at him, does my heart still ache at the thought of my body enveloped in his chiseled arms? Why does my stomach tense and churn when I inhale a trace of his cologne? Why do I hunger for what I can’t have?
Aide-moi, s’il te plait, avec mon examin AP Francais.
A nom de Jesus Christ, Amen.
2 hours of sleep for me- yay!
It’s 4:30 in the morning and I’ve been working on homework all night. I think it’s time to go to sleep. I’m not done with my work, but I don’t want to be completely dead at school.