I Love Loo



I love so much. I am so drunk. I can't put my words into coherent thoughts.

MUAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

There was something of more importance that I was going to say. I got mail today. It was wonderful. There is no improvement on the perfect card. Counting the days and hours is painful, but realistic. I'm counting the same days and hours. I only fear it means 2 separate things.

I'm scared and hurt and cried out.

2 for 1's rule the fucking house.

I bought another 10 dollar plant today. His name is Fritz. He and Planty Poo are good friends so far. Until they start sharing bugs. But isn't that the way everything goes? ...

I love Alana Davis.

I need to shower. I need some hugs, I need some contact. I need some physical sensation ... I need.
I'm tired of needing.

I love my Loo. She gives me what I need. **kiss**