There was a full moon in Virgo a few days ago and that shit has been fucking with my mentals. My emotions have been interesting to say the least. Some type of feels have been filling my headspace. That connection rejection from the other Saturday intertwined with it as well and didn’t help. I feel like I’m dead floating. Crush like a school girl and first time in my life that I’ve ever given my number out and it hasn’t been used. My ego is highly revolted. And I’ve been so sexually frustrated. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this horny. I’ve been thinking about sex constantly. Especially sex with Josh. I miss the primal nature of it. The Neanderthal raw essence of it all. That sex on fire. Not that I’m not grateful for what I’ve been getting but I miss it. I need it. That carnal energy. Goddamnit! I need it bad.

Mr. H comes pretty close. But he’s in Nashville so since I couldn’t have actual sex the closest thing was texting him and having intellectually stimulating myself with GiF sex. Involving live picture after picture en leu of conversation with double entendres galore. This is something new that I made up on the spot and it was fucking fantastic. Example….shot him a sexy hello in the air of Zooey Deschanel, his response was Ryan Reynolds saying “at your service” my response was a close up shot of a dozen hotdogs being hurled at a girl’s face, his response was, “Lmao! I just made the strangest noise in public” it was great.