A Lovers Wish.

10:17pm - 12/2/16

10:17pm - 12/2/16

It is so late. I can't sleep because of him. I have travelled over 500 miles to find him and he hasn't left my mind since we first met. Goddamn him and his charm. The thought of him while I write this makes me smile from ear to ear, he makes my heart skip a beat and I get so flustered. To think I only wanted fun with him when we first met but now he's got me so fucked up on love.

I turned on the radio earlier today and heard the reporter talk about some crazed sex maniac who glues corks into people's butts.. The fuck is wrong with people these days. It made me laugh even though my heart was aching from not being with my soul mate. I need to find him fast. My friends think I'm dumb for chasing after him but I couldn't care. He is the only thing I care about.

The thought of the fun me and him had together came into my head. My palms got so sweaty and my body felt like a fiery inferno. My breathes became shallow, little whimpers as I started to run my hands down my sweaty body. Oh my god the moment felt great. Alone in a log cabin in the middle of the woods, no one could interrupt me while I was in my lustful state. So I thought. Just as things started to heat up between me and my left hand there was a knock at the door. Typical. It's like living at my parents place all over again except for thinking I was completely isolated this time. I jumped out of bed and dimmed my light so they couldn't see me peering out the window but I failed to see who was there. My only option was to open the door to them while standing there with a boner. How fun.

While I stood around contemplating opening the door to them, I heard someone shout. From what I could make out, it was a woman shouting for me to let her in. She sounded panicked and I'm such a caring person so I had no choice but to open the door to her. I slowly unlocked the door. I was so frightened. What if she wasn't really alone? What if she was a psycho who wanted to kill me? What if she was the crazed sex maniac who was gluing corks into people's asses?! How would me and my lover have sexy time then?! Oh the horror.

Shit I got a little carried away writing there. I opened the door and it turns out the she was alone and also not the Anus Corker. From what I remember this is the conversation me and her had upon meeting.

Suspected murderer person who I don't yet know:
HELLOOO?! I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE. PLEASE LET ME IN, ITS REALLY COLD OUT HERE! PLEASE HELP ME"

-the door is slightly ajar-

Me:
Who are you miss? What are you doing outside by yourself at this time?

Her:
Please help me! I got separated from my friend while hiking and I can't find him. I just need a place to stay for the night, he has all of our camping equipment and it's too dangerous for me to be out there now! I promise I will leave in the morning.

Me:
I really shouldn't let you in but I couldn't let you walk around out there alone, you could freeze to death..

-She shoved the door open and hugged me tightly-

Her:
OH THANK YOU SO MUCH! Oh uh sorry about that. I'm just so happy that you let me in, I've been walking for hours and I'm cold and tired! I'm Hannah by the way, what's your name?

Me:
I'm Clawlebby, my friends call me Clawleb though!