I missed a day, oh well.
I'm falling into a routine. There is a tanning bed inside of my house, how am I supposed to resist? Two sets of free weights, an exercise bike... if self improvement is masturbation, maybe I just need to have sex? That would be nice, sadly I'm bad at the execution of that act. I could get the queen of england to fall head over heals in love... But I've been told I'm too sweet to be sexy. Is that possible?
What did I even do today... I hung out with Brandon, what a guy, he wants to be a girl... Everyone around me is backwards haha. Noah made his appointment with Melanie from the Mezzoni center today, I'm happy for him, it's where he wants to take his life and I'm glad that I could help.
I miss Jill. I miss Rochester and everyone in it, and all the things I used to do and the people I used to know, and the big shot I used to be. There it literally... Nothing here.
The allergic reaction sucks still, I wake up like clock work at 6am itchy as all hell and I only have two pills per day to calm the fire under my skin. I should go to bed now before I get too much worse. I've found that reading until I can't keep my eyes open helps lol.
In short, I'm a metrosexual, My gay man is sick, My Tboy is on his way, and I still itch.
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