Well, now that I’ve been THOROUGHLY diagnosed by Tumblr, I think I’ll go stare at some pictures of naked people to hold over my need to have sex until I see my man and he can tie me up, scratch me, play with my breath, tug on my nipples til I cry out (for more), fuck me til it hurts, let me suck his cock, and drink his cum. Then he’ll kiss me.

(We both already shaved this morning.)