IT'S SO NOT FAIR!!!

"The One" has been sick latley, yeah still. And as bad I feel for him, I feel even worse that he isn't up for sex. I'm so horny that I'm nearly comming just sitting here thinking about how bad I want it. Oh I've done the take care of it myself thing, but masturbation just isn't satisfing when all I can think about is a man's hand on my back his lips brushing against my neck or his hot breath against my ear as we fuck. And then there's that fucking thing. . . no toy has ever or will ever be able to replace the feel of a penis jammed tightly in my pussy over and over as I ride towards extasy.

I understand that it's going to take a while to get over "The Other" but of all the times to end a relationship, the time where I'm hornier than texas cattle and "The One" is unable to fullfill it has got to be the worst timing that could ever have been invented. It's just downright evil of the powers that be to leave me in a cunundrum of wanting to fuck and wanting to be fucked and not being able to do a damned thing about it.