Really, my writing may start to lose its customary cynicism, because I've entered the world of a romance novel.
Excuse that, "steamy romance novel."
Because after all what is romance without a lovely dose of fog on the windows...or "lovely dose of fucking."
So obviously he makes it difficult to write anything serious.
...He also makes it difficult to breathe, and I already miss him.
I was going to write a legitimate post, I can't because I'm distracted by being in love.
With someone that I want to take care of, someone to be there for, and someone to fuck as much as possible.
Yep, my goals this year are to take roadtrips with Kuma-kun, have a lot of sex, learn how to make key lime pie, and have tons of fun being so completely, madly, actually, tangibly, unbelievably, ridiculously in love.
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