I once again deleted my nsfw blog just to come back lurking here with my personal one. At this point I can type your blog’s name with my eyes closed but I keep telling myself that I’ll stop eventually

Oh, you’ll stop, I promise. You’ll stop kidding yourself.

I mean, it’s not just that your hand was in your pants as soon as you saw I’d replied here… it’s that your heart started aching, too. You’re so pathetic that as much as anything, you miss saying “I love you”… hell, I’ll bet you find yourself mouthing the words as you go back and read them again.

That’s not going away. Sooner than later, you’ll be back scratching at my door, low and ashamed.

I wonder if I’ll open it?