This Goes Out to Cock God!

I don't know, I can't fit all of my girly emotional feelings into a text message so I figured I would write it in a blog.

I like you. A lot. Like I really didn't know I was going to get this attached to you. It's kinda scary though because you know about my previous relationships. They all leave when they get bored of me. And I really don't want you to be the same way. I'm not clingy or anything but it sucks when you're always the one getting fucked over. I know you don't like labels and I don't think we need a name. WE both know what we have and I'm very happy with that. Only we need to know exactly what is going on which is why I gave you the name Cock God. If everyone knew who you were then there would be a lot of untrue rumors and stories and drama and I don't want all of that and neither do you. I don't want idiotic dramatic porn people to mess us up!

I miss you like crazy. It doesn't seem right to sleep alone again if that makes any sense at all? I've grown so accustomed to being wrapped in your arms or being your Jansport. I miss our little things like my shower cap that makes me look like Strawberry Shortcake or how our song is a 1980s country song. I miss playing Rock Band with you and kicking your ass in baseball and now every time I hear Greased Lightning I think of you dancing. I miss kissing you and hearing your heart beat when I hug you. Mine beats faster though. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I miss you and I really don't see us being apart really soon. Well...you know what I mean.